Illustration from “Zero Sum Game Theory”
Article in encyclopedia.com
thirty-five years of
airports and taxies
patched hotel room calls to
part-time paternity
still sag my spirits
with weight of regret
still burn doubts into
my accolades haunting
my sleepless reflections
on zero-sum theory
Writer Lynne Sargent
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
no dust here
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
flights of fancy from New Zealand
You're never alone, if you've something to share
All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
rejuvenatement - not retirement
Poesy plus Polemics 
patched hotel room calls to
part-time paternity… these lines hit home…
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however we define success – it always comes with a price
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Very emotional piece.
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yes, indeed – thank you for commenting
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Zero are important ..
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as nothing is merely immeasurable something
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yes for all starting we need ” nothing”
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A very thought provoking piece, I believe well thought out before placing the words together. I like it, it will give many reason for thought, great job. Ann
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sincerely appreciate that, ann
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[smiles]
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Insurance Is
A Harsh Game
& We Do It
Without Fame
No doubt, We Are
“THE MAN”
When people need
A helping hand
Don’t regret
I can tell from here
You’re the type of guy
That was fair
And did your best
In pursuit of Life
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appreciate your understanding and thoughtful comment
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My pleasure. My Dad’s a retired Claims Manager for a large independent.
And the most reasonable man I know, and he taught me to look for the coverage, not the denial.
So that’s what I do. S
tarted “working” claims with him when I was little. Actually worked Coalinga earthquake when I was 12 or so. I’d hold the dummy end of the tape measure, lol.
Felt like a Stormtrooper, haha.
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Work and travel certainly does take its toll on our personal lives and those we love.
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indeed it does, Dom
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Hmmm, I appreciate your thoughts and deep feelings–my guess is your kids love you like a rock, understand about the necessity of working.
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oh yes, they do – but it still stings the memory
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That proves what a fine and conscientious dad you are–there are lots of parents just shrugging it off, or blaming a variety of issues for their lack of presence. Kids are generous to forgive–and it sets a great example for them to parent their own kids–if parents are open about that “sting”. Just my 2 cents…
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Amazing words as always
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appreciate that, Barb
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The fact that you see what was your lacking and regret it I’m sure makes you an even better father.
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I hope so
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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A common guilt we all share expressed superbly.
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thanks kindly, mike
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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I’d still bet my next check that you’d get plenty of “dad awards”.
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I’ve been blessed
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