Richard L. Provencher

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I have 2695 stories published in 30 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 2793747 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

Good Morning

morning. Your tongue of day will wrap itself around any skin of bathers who loll on sandy beaches where sharks patrol endlessly.

FreeDom

Kleek-kik-ik-ik-ik erupts from a bald eagle’s throat as he carouses within the wind layers of draught elevating right then left. Eyes sharply view a...

This Older Guy

A shuffle across the rug brought me to her side -- planted a kiss on her familiar lips. She’s beaten me to the couch and grabbed the spot of my...

The Social Club

I know a fellow lives around the corner wears nice clothes neat and tall doesn’t respond much to hello / nice day. Just smiles nods and shows...

Black

is a void of nothing. It avoids creating space filled with children and noise. It is a darkness without stars nor twilight— it can humour you with a...

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