Richard L. Provencher
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No Finer Moment
Mama – your wisdom was such a fine and delicate instrument in my younger days and I crave your touch of love this very moment.
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Her Smile
Her Smile sold me a car using smart dialogue & the right kind of figures I was looking to explore & she delivered. If I had a huge garage I’d...
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I Want
to be Me not sooner nor later when older age arrives.
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The Veteran
He felt the old wound scars: joined the war of WW 11 saw the blight smelled the death his wound memory-dripped red in war no quarter given bombed-out...
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This Precious Lady
She’s the one who awakens on mornings so bright carries me when my thoughts are down- thank you for hours of patience sprinkled over our children-...
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A great poem! As I read it,
Posted on Fri, 22 Jan 2021
A great poem! As I read it, salty water dribbled from my lips and I felt the wind tease my being. Well done.
Read full commentPosted in To a Lone Sailor
A thoughtful, mediating poem
Posted on Mon, 10 Feb 2020
A thoughtful, mediating poem where one can sit and gain surprise at the fluency of contact trees wind and creatures melding together in harmony. I discovered long ago the therapeutic value of being one with the outdoors. My dad told me I spent so...
Read full commentPosted in Solidarity
...in black and white dreams.
Posted on Mon, 04 Jan 2021
...in black and white dreams.. is part of a stunning paragraph and poem. You dug deep into the soul to get these feelings - and expressed them well. A great poem.
Read full commentPosted in Memento
WOW! Such remarkable layers
Posted on Sat, 12 Dec 2020
WOW! Such remarkable layers of thought - a whoosh of energy that keeps on fizzing...
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Peace and reconciliation need
Posted on Mon, 30 Nov 2020
Peace and reconciliation need to come together to overcome the memories of time. An excellent look inside of pain and memory. Well written.
Read full commentPosted in AND SO IT IS
Thank you so much, editors
Posted on Wed, 02 Dec 2020
Thank you so much, editors for your kindness - the cherries were a welcome gratefully received. Mom liked my brooches I bought her, and she even allowed this little boy to pin them on. I corrected the spelling. Have a brave and safe day....
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Yes, it is from the maple
Posted on Wed, 21 Oct 2020
Yes, it is from the maple leaf, about five shades of red. So awesome when mixed with about five shades of yellow. Nova Scotia has a zillion maple trees, while Alberta has none, so they get no red during autumn only yellow. Interesting, eh?
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Yes Rhiannon, our children
Posted on Sat, 03 Oct 2020
Yes Rhiannon, our children are so precious. This poem was with a sheaf of many from the past which did not get published, nor posted. It was in honour of our son, Scott, now deceased Jan 6, 2020 from pulmonary failure. I wrote this poem after he...
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A great feast of a poem. I
Posted on Sun, 13 Sep 2020
A great feast of a poem. I can feel the passion in its composition.
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This is just beautiful. We
Posted on Sat, 01 Aug 2020
This is just beautiful. We know creatures other than ourselves have a heart and feelings - you have proved it so.
Read full commentPosted in To my imaginary child
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