Only One Block Away, A Poem About Creeping Mortality

Only One Block Away

Plainfield, Indiana.

This was an ironic and related object lesson I saw during a walk on 1/6/21

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Losing Feathers, a typecast poem by Luke Austin Daugherty

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An Untitled Poem About My Father (Written for His Funeral)

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An Untitled Poem About My Father (Written for His Funeral) -Copyright: 2009, Luke Austin Daugherty- All Rights Reserved

Happy Father’s Day to the dads we are, the ones who we have loved, and the ones who we have lost! – Luke

 

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This poem was written by my dad, Joe Earl Daugherty, four years before he died and a couple years prior to his cancer diagnoses. His prescience is found in his words. I got being a poet honest, I suppose. Happy Father’s Day, dad! We poets may die (usually too early), but our prose lives on!