My Poetic Path

My journey…shared in poems, prose and photos.


Friday Funnies! ;-) Week 1

Welcome to:

Friday Funnies!

Week 1 

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This is a story  (click to watch the news video) that made me LOL this week. I hope it does for you too. 🙂

Apparently, there is a ‘cheesy meltdown’ happening in the U.S., with a rumour of Velveeta shortages looming.

And with the Super Bowl coming up very soon, that means a possible “dipping disaster” of major proportion for Velveeta dip lovers everywhere!

I must be living a sheltered life (at least in terms of football party snack foods) but I didn’t even realize that people ate Velveeta anymore. 😉

This was a staple when I was a kid.

We loved it on :

Grilled cheese sandwiches, in mac and cheese, or a slice/chunk, straight from the box.

And always cut with the Kraft wire cutter that we got free, from sending in box tops. Anyone remember those???

Not to offend any Velveeta fans, but this is IMO, one strange “food” and far from any cheese that I’m familiar with now. I still remember that strange, rubbery texture and unique flavor. 😉

But apparently, there is a whole new generation of Velveeta lovers who are seriously addicted to this Kraft classic.

Who’d a thunk it?

Goes to show, with enough hype and thanks to Facebook etc. anything can be sold and in HUGE quantities too. 😉


If you’d like to participate at:

Friday Funnies!

Leave a comment, with a link back to your own blog post.

Share a funny: story, poem, photo, sketch, quote, cartoon…it’s all good! 


A mention of

Friday Funnies!

at your blogs would be appreciated too.

Use the button and link from the top of the sidebar if you’d like to. Easy peasy. 😉

I’m looking forward to reading your funny posts.

And do stop by to visit and enjoy other participant’s posts too.

We can never have enough laughs and good energy! Thanks for  sharing! 🙂

Velveeta box photo courtesy of Flickr


Friday Funnies! What Do You Think? ;-)

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As many of you already know, I hosted a prompt blog: Woven Dreams, during 2013. I gave it up after a few months,  as I just didn’t have time to keep up with a fourth blog.

But since that time, I’ve had quite a few readers/participants mention that they miss the prompts we shared over at Woven Dreams. It got me thinking about what I could do for another prompt series, without actually having another blog.

Here goes:

I’m considering having a Friday prompt series, here at My Poetic Path called:

Friday Funnies!

I’d be keeping it simple (and cost free- no Mr. Linky) this time.

Participants would share something funny at their blog:

A photo, joke, limerick, short story, quote, sketch…

and would leave a link to their post in a comment here at My Poetic Path.

Easy peasy and not too time-consuming for me either. As you all know, hosting a blog can take up quite a bit of time. 😉

What do you think?

Would you be interested in participating at Friday Funnies! if I went ahead with this prompt series idea? 

If  there is enough interest from readers and I do decide to go ahead with Friday Funnies! it will be starting very soon, so check back if you’d like to participate.

We can all use more laughs, right?

And what better time to share and enjoy them, than the start of a new year. 🙂

In the meantime, I hope that this photo of:  Mr. Cheddar and his fab sock monkey pal, JJ brings a big smile your day! 😉


NANOWRIMO 2013! Are You In? ;<)


I signed up for NANOWRIMO 2013 this week! 🙂

It will be my first time participating.

In case you aren’t familiar with NANOWRIMO, here are a few details from their website:

How It Works

During NaNoWriMo, you write 50,000 words in the 30 days of November.

The challenge may be hard, but the logistics are not! Here, let us guide you through ‘em.

1. Sign up for our website with that big, blue “Sign Up!” button on the homepage.

You’ll get an email validation link a few minutes later.

2. As part of the sign-up process, you’ll choose a home region for in-person events near you.

This is totally optional, but we think it’s a pretty awesome part of the NaNo experience.

Visit the NANOWRIMO website to find out more.

Are you in for NANOWRIMO 2013?

Have you participated in past years?

Wish me luck and hope to see you there! 😉


When In Doubt….

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When life is hard. 

To resolve. 

To stand firm. 

In our convictions and our decisions. 

Becomes a daunting task . 


When life is easy. 

The confidence flows. 

Our minds are clear. 

No negative, nagging doubts to hold us back. 

Resolve comes smoothly and without;

the draining , regretful glance of the past.



Without them. 

Nothing moves. 

Stagnation forms a thick, suffocating film. 

Shrouding us in darkness. 

Watching in despair as; 

the Good Life happens to someone else.


To find balance. 

That happy medium of: 

Caution not fear. 

Patience not immobility. 

Always to strive for. 

Always to search for. 

A precious and significant reward. 

Worthy of the journey. 

The casting aside of our fears.



The promise of… 

cutting through delays . 

No more wasted days. 

Drawing our line in the sand. 

Savoring each experience. 

A leap of faith.




Not,maybe so.


To resolve: 







my decisions. 


Also created for the August 18th Woven Dreams prompt:


This is a poem from my 2008 archives which I revised a bit for today’s post.

I thought it was worthy of an encore.

It rang true for me, again today. Hope it does for you too. 🙂

Photo courtesy of Flickr











Haiku Reflections: Serendipity!

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 Find the perfect word.

When it all comes together.


♥ ♥ ♥ 

In spite of some very hot temps. here in BC during July; it’s been for the most part, a very productive four weeks!

It’s magic when that perfect: word, phrase or sentence comes to mind, isn’t it? 🙂

Hope you’ve had a wonderful July too.

♥ ♥ ♥  

“Serendipity means a “happy accident” or “pleasant surprise”; a fortunate mistake. Specifically, the accident of finding something good or useful while not specifically searching for it. The word has been voted one of the ten English words hardest to translate in June 2004 by a British translation company.[1] However, due to its sociological use, the word has been exported into many other languages.”

definition courtesy of Wikipedia

 ♥ ♥ ♥ 

Written for the August 4th Woven Dream’s prompt: Serendipity


Haiku Reflections: Whispers from the Past

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Created for the June 30th Woven Dreams prompt: WHISPER


Scented Recollections


Early summer.

That heady scent.

The lilac trees, bursting with blooms.

I stop on the top step before heading to school.

To breathe in the sight and smell.


Exhibition week.

Walking through the fairgrounds.

Clinging to a large pink bear.

My dad and I stop for candy floss.

Popcorn and corn dogs, permeate the air.


Campfire burning.

We gather ‘round.

Another chorus of the old tunes.

Listening to ghosts stories.

While marshmallows burn on birch twigs.


Christmas at Grandma’s

Relatives from near and far.

Gather at the candlelit, festive table.

Savoring all kinds of tasty treats.

From the kitchen, a waft of apple pie.


Santa Monica beach

The ocean looms larger than expected.

The furious waves.

Wall of water.

Salt, warm sand and French fries.


Last glance in the mirror.

Still avoiding what I know is true, inevitable.

The eyes tell all and mirror the soul.

I touch pulse points with Obsession.

And think about, my current one.


Saying farewell but not goodbye.

Arranging the yellow roses I knew you’d love.

Feeling your hands guiding mine.

Sadness mingles with memories of happier times.

I breathe in the scent.

I remember yours.


Walking through the fresh snow.

Pine trees and crisp clean air.

Serene, breath-taking beauty.

A stop on the Riverdale Bridge.

Yukon dreams, on my mind.


Scented recollections.

Bringing back a time, a place, a moment.

Often more poignantly than words or photos.

Gathered through the years.

Recorded for all time.


Written for the June 23rd Woven Dreams prompt: Perfume








Fading Memories

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She sits in the diner, far from home.
Lunch rush over.
Blessed quiet restored.
It’s Tuesday, “her day”.
A crosstown bus ride, now a secret and special delight.
Away from the caring but claustrophobic family.
Still time to look back on happier days.
Trying to hold on to precious, fading memories.
The hours to savor, often still hopeful and good.
But too many others, a haze of uncertainty and doubt.
For now…
she will cautiously guard her fragile independence.
If only for a while longer.
Keeping them guessing.
Or so she hopes.
Where did the time go?
When did the children grow up to rise above her?
Knowing “what’s best”.
The mother becoming the child.
The child becoming the mother.
Trying to do their best.
Of that one thing, she is sure.
She grasps fervently and desperately to the time left.
To revel in these sacred moments alone.
Savoring her own thoughts.
Not willing to give up without a fight.
Or without a backward glance.
Her time alone brings other thoughts too.
The hard ones to contemplate.
Regrets for roads not taken.
Dreams not reached for.
Perhaps another knight in shining armour?
Now he will never find her.
Or can he, will he?
As she sits and waits.
She ponders the passing parade.
The hustle and bustle of a generation she will not embrace.
Again her mind wanders to the past.
All cannot be lost.
If she can hold on to that which she alone possesses.
For now, the diner is her refuge from that onslaught.
Time’s cruel and often insidious ways.
It marches on and waits for no one.
The owner looks over and smiles.
Another cup of tea, before she is on her way?
“Yes, thanks.”
After all, it’s just another Tuesday.
And tonight…
the bus will return, just a little late.
“Fading Memories” © 2008 Geraldine H. Hartman

Dedicated to all the people who are caring for elderly loved ones; tragically watching their memories fading away.

Sometimes we must face, a long, heart-breaking goodbye.


This is a poem that seems to have struck a chord with many people.

You can read the original post with comments here.

From the poetry collection: My Poetic Path.


Also, sharing one of my all-time fav Elvis songs for this week’s prompt:


This video includes some great photos from Elvis’ life.

Submitted for the June 9th Woven Dreams prompt: Memories

Photo courtesy of: Flickr