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

A Smorgasbord of Love

I try so hard to understand the meaning of life so I pray every night for family and friends— all so very precious and someone’s delight. From...

Riding High

along ridges of worn and battered asphalt Camden Village is a showcase of homes seeming lost in scattered disarray ‘cause tourists no longer come...

It Came

to overcome the other side of an autumn lake the aroma of a song milked from the universe of diamond-glitter escalating in unhurried stages as a...

A Boy of Eleven

A boy of eleven woke up suddenly stretched and yawned. Seven o’clock already! In panic he pushed his cat aside and looked out the window. A huge...

It's Real

as a tree this old home where thorn bushes unfolded and wood became logs for cabin-building upon this distant space – isolated and free from endless...

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