Richard L. Provencher

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I have 2695 stories published in 30 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 2783677 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

I Am Jesus (2nd version)

I Am Jesus a Son of a Son and I know all about love because I was blessed with it- Mother & Father brought a first Son into the world & it...

October

October as in a basket of Maple leaves turning red as they sparkle from the sun. In their slow climb up a Maple tree located in a town called Truro...
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Continuous And In Motion

The fog of morning was more like a welcome mat than a humid November day. Although vision was limited the air was fresh and without its normal buzz...
Cherry

I Want To Dance

I Want To Dance to clutch at stars in the night so bright those diamond glitters are- and the man in the moon smiled to touch each couple far below...

The Pheasant

The Pheasant displays a circle of white ‘round his neck disturbed by our car searching for deer yet we are the intruders in his domain aside this...

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