Richard L. Provencher

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I have 2695 stories published in 30 collections on the site.
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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

Listen to the Almighty

I stepped out into a garden of flowers their scent surrounding colours enchanting petals fluttering in a soft wind and I prayed- for many others who...

Something to Think About

She’s on the upper edge of age-hood watching time in its determined ways creeping closer – all so clear from her favourite chair on the back-porch...

Season of the Cool

Before the day glows with favour & my eyes begin to show movement the wind is soft upon my face. I can smell apples from the tree above me...

Right or Wrong

The weatherman meant well using knowledge & modern calculations to be sure conditions would be right for today’s activities - so many depending...

I Love

to touch the sky so blue even though my fingers are gnarly & not so spry; to smell the linger of ocean shore with its line-up of shaggy kelp...
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