Richard Provencher Poems

as willows bend beneath
pall of winter
doldrums and damp
snow dragging spirits,
...

Today is precious, and
very difficult without our
little sister, Susan. She is
not gone from our lives;
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Day is arrested and night
has fallen
parking spots sprinkled with cars
their smoky exhausts
...

From my view upon
the hilltop trees carouse
upon the wind,
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Whispers above her wheel chair
create a new world.
Later, she'll remember
He was here, today or perhaps
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Do you want to come
for a ride
in my wheel chair? You could
sit in my lap
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My heart plucks stories from TV,
a medium of anguish:
Taliban turmoil in Afghanistan
rebels in the Sudan
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as you listen to our Lord's
Voice. His wisdom comes forth
through the Word provided
in anointed writings from Paul,
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Nightfall scans the landscape
brush shimmering
rocky shore a reflection of nature's gleam
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Dampen the shadows ‘cause I still want time to live
and follow nectar paths of wandering honey bees
to trill with loons on the edge of moonlight's glow
...