Richard L. Provencher

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I have 2695 stories published in 30 collections on the site.
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Richard Laurent Provencher

Richard is from Rouyn-Noranda, Quebec. His enjoyment of the woods combined with contemporary issues form the basis of his writing. Richard is now concentrating on his Story-Poems, which he believes is like a global adventure in a land without borders. His background as a miner, welfare officer, supply teacher, newspaper reporter, and a further 22 years in social services provide him with ample article material.

Richard has work in print and online with literary magazines such as Inscribed, Hudson View, Short Story Library, Ottawa Arts Review, Paragon 111, Tower Poetry, Caduceus, The Danforth Review, Other Voices International, Rubicon Publishing, Writer's Block, The Foliate Oak, Parenting Express, The Penwood Review, and Blue Skies Poetry.

Note: Richard L. Provencher will be 80 on September 10, 2022, lives with his precious wife, Esther and he were married 48 years ago, as of March 27, 2023. Richard continues to joyfully write all types of poetry, and posts his work now, all of it on ABCtales.com. They have lived in lovely Pictou, Glenholme and Truro, Nova Scotia since April 1986. Richard & Esther have a very strong Christian faith. Bless each one of you who enjoy our writing, and we are pleased to share our work, via Online Posting. -Richard & Esther

My stories

At Noranda Copper Mine

I knew a man who knew no limits in his heart- worked in the Copper mine – walked twelve miles to get the cheque to carry his family knew no limits of...

First Bulge of Sun

peeking from the right then above a shoulder of horizon trees diluting in full panorama shades of clouds reluctant to leave dew-dropped-receding mist...

The Skies

shop for tourists in spite of Covid-19 hoping to convince them a virus can be overcome. Sunshine can blister skin cause words to burn and force...

In a Refuge Camp in...

I see a little boy in sockless feet a sore on one toe and I take him into my heart. He smiles his wide squinty-eyes and I take him into my soul. A...
Gold cherry

Gliding Through Woods

Above rustling leaves on a hillside trail the wind is a vagabond of change; It begins to rain and wind a task-master as moisture arrives on land now...

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