Richard L. Provencher

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StoryHelp Me Say, No More Food Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
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StoryIs Nature Important? Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryHiding Out Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryHunting For Dreams Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryI Dance With Angels Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryGROWING OLDER IS OK poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryHOME ON THE BAY poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryHOME SWEET HOME poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryIT SHALL BE YOURS poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryI WANT poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryHANGING ON poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryISLE MADAME, CAPE BRETON ISLAND poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryHELLO AND BYE-BYE story Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryIN THE HASTE OF BATTLE poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryI AM A poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryI AM MY FATHER poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryGO DADDY, GO story Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryI DID IT non-fiction Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryIN THE GREAT DINING ROOM story Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryGOODBYE, AL non-fiction Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryHELLO CITY-SLICKERS non-fiction Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryI KNOW BETTER poem Richard L. Prov...112 years 5 months ago
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My stories

Shimmer

I don’t want to share my life in shades of grey but show up at the ball park with surging fire as an evening delight shimmering in parallel strips...

The Sandman is On the Way

My eyes alight with pleasure at the going down of the sun – glistening shivers of light pretending not tired nor needing peaceful rest but wanting to...

Topsy-Turvy

Wake up sleepy eye-balls blink-blink and I lurch to my feet placing them on morning’s chill hurrying along a laminated floor before new icicle toes...
Gold cherry
Poem of the week

Images to Ponder

A wrapping of snow has enslaved a shoreline of boulders pushed onto this destination an ice age ago and upon this deserted land winds are swollen...

Trapped

Lobsters are salty and anxious as they scurry and claw-wrestle for a little space inside their slatted lobster pot space.

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