Life After Emilee Logo | Neal Klein honoring his wife after losing her to pancreatic cancer
Life After Emilee Logo | Neal Klein honoring his wife after losing her to pancreatic cancer
Life After Emilee Logo | Neal Klein honoring his wife after losing her to pancreatic cancer

Beginning and Learning Again

A Poem – Two In Time

A poem that needed rehab…from years ago I found, One of my babies, I caressed and comforted, its loose ends I soothed and filed, and weathered its edges from rough to round.   TWO IN TIME Searching for an obscure feeling, The buoy lifted that falls tossed by the sea, Like a wheel within a…

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A Walk To The Memorial…Finally

It is just shy of oppressively warm this July day, and the brief downpour earlier has cooled it just a bit, and there is that smell of evaporating water in the air, as it steams up from the warm ground and surrounds me. It has been sixteen years since that day, and since we got…

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When I Was Twelve…

  I was twelve. It was May 12, 1966, a Thursday. We had moved into this house eight months ago on my twelfth birthday. I walked the three-quarters of a mile to the LIRR station to meet my dad at around 6 p.m. so I could have some time with him as we walked back…

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Emilee’s One Year Anniversary

I made it … well… it is kind of like something that is radioactive…if you get tooo close you are affected by it… that is how anniversary dates are… maybe it is more like a gravitational pull… when you get close you can feel the effect and immediately after as well…as as time ticks on,…

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My Voice – How Social Media Helped Me Survive Loss

My Voice When I Could Not Speak – How Social Media Helped Me Survive Loss (This is a piece I wrote for a Blog Site on the topic of social media.) When Emilee died on January 31 2017 from Adeno carcinoma pancreatic cancer, my world fell apart, and I died right along with her. I…

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Home – A Perspective And A Poem From Emilee

Some people, before they die, ask to be taken home. This is both very sad, for us, and yet very beautiful, for them. Maybe for us as well, but usually we are reluctant and sometimes adamant that we do NOT want that person to leave us, we do not want that HOLE, that unfathomable ache…

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Poem – Falling

This poem came as I was feeling pulled to sadness, as I approach the one year anniversary of Emilee’s death from this plane of existence and into another. FALLING When I am feeling blue I have half a dozen things to, but don’t want, to do Then suddenly goes the floor It recedes, drops and…

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On Childhood Trauma And Adulthood

David Whyte, ….on childhood trauma…from his book titled The Heart Aroused (1992). Now, David Whyte is a poet, not a pschologist. But, he is an insightful poet and he does his research. I enjoy his own poetry, the poetry he uses to expound on his thinking, and his thoughtful insights. “It is generally accepted in modern…

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The Life Train – Trains Are Such Good Metaphors

My neighbor sent this to me. I thought the gesture was sweet, and so is the story poem. Author unknown at the moment. Life Train At birth we boarded the train and met our parents, and we believe they will always travel at our side However, at some station our parents will step down from…

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Poem – Beauty

POEM…BEAUTY As shutter and lens attempt to put a frame on shape and form It is light and hues allowing Beauty to be worn Once born She naturally seduces the camera’s eye but still does the real question belie How is beauty carried inside the eye (or I)? Is she haughty, flaunty overly proud Or…

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