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

People of the Dark

are silhouettes of goodness. Once a part of the greater whole a sector of community who cared... circumstances led them to crime – stealing purses...
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Inferno

Claws of fire inherit the sky and turn it asunder laying claim to its territory. As sunfire claimed the sky -- its remnants claim the stars and dots...

Time For a Chuckle

Little did I know a fishing day years ago would provide a memory of chuckles “If only I had a camera then,” my wife said about the occasion. Shortly...
Cherry

The Beginning of the Rainbow

A long time ago a legend was told about a Pot of Gold at the end of a rainbow. And about two young boys who dreamed about finding that treasure...

A Beautiful Black Man

sang a song and painfully played his piano for me. Savagely deformed fingers moved as a baby’s lullaby tickling across the keys in an arthritic dance...

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