Richard L. Provencher
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Night Time
Before you could say, “Peanut butter sandwich,” evening clouds changed into a stack of black and blue pillow-piles. Colin shivered. Good thing he had...
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A Summons
The evening sky opens up my heart with joy- it blends beauty and appreciation in one gulp and I know from the colours lying in twilight layers...
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First Date 1955
The first time I dated Irene sure felt good to be old enough and allowed to dance close after all the staying apart rules with arms extended as feet...
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I Cannot Explain
through words the beauty of this moment how I must stand on both feet as I gaze at two deer- mother and child one needing one giving her fondness as...
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This Morning I
shuffle downstairs from our tall apt and feed a bone-chattering January daring it to harness my frame to take me by the shoulders & assault my...
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