Richard L. Provencher

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I have 2695 stories published in 30 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 2748313 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

Reflections

He had a great opinion of himself until he saw a man nearby do something quite amazing as he went to help a wheel-chair lady all tangled up in a busy...
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Glorious Moments

I am the moonlight on the land – the smack of glitter on the lake the beam for nightly shapes that whisper in the wind. Soon I will be a slice of...
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When Creatures Gather

Shadows assemble like a puzzle shivering up and down as they crawl out of the dawn. These slippery shapes move slowly towards me and their granite...
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Mother

has arrived- her feathers pressing warmly in the nest opens her mouthful of dew worms & baby sparrows lean forward to a thrusting chin. Babies...
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No Reason

to lie again since I met you- like I did when I was single & told friends I was all right but really not so since the world overcame me and I...

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