Richard L. Provencher
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I have 2695 stories published in
30 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 2659692 times
and 241 of my stories have been cherry picked.
55 of my 3,769 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 55 votes
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
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.
Posted 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...
Read full commentPosted in The Goodbye
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....
Read full commentPosted in Momma - Remember?
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?
Read full commentPosted in The Red
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...
Read full commentPosted in Come Home
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.
Read full commentPosted in gather
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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