Richard L. Provencher

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I have 2695 stories published in 30 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 3154498 times and 241 of my stories have been cherry picked.
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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 SNAKE STORY

Growing up is a challenge. As a youngster I blinked eyes of innocence. In my adult years, I am aware of the trappings of life. Oh Lord, let me view the world through the eyes of a child, once more.

IF MOTHER ONLY KNEW non-fiction

Now that my mother has passed on I find myself thinking of specific events she may not have been aware of. However, I'm sure she knows now. Mom, love ya. Miss ya. Son Dick.

ST. PETER'S HARBOUR, PEI poem

Boats in the harbour, smell of fish in your nostrils, evening sounds: all add to the excitement of a fishing village, as a crowd awaits.
Cherry

BESIDE DORCHESTER, NB poem

It is a terrible experience to visit your son in prison. To see him locked behind barbed wire, with guards monitoring every movement. We still love him.

AN AWAKENING poem

Our thoughts are at ease in early morning, when mist surrounds our view, and the spirit of peace grows within our hearts.

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