Life Is Poetry Waiting To Be Tasted-Day 12 (write a strange poem)

PAD prompt; day 12 --For today’s prompt, write a strange poem.

Something a little out of the ordinary, or something a lot out of the norm.

These prompts are always a stretch for this practical Poet 😁😅

Str-e-e-etch, stre-e-e-tch the reaches of the mind

And scale Thought's practicality

Let metabolic movement grind

The gears of rusted poetry

Press, push, and pull with mental grit

Pursue It with tenacity

Slow if you must but. do. not. quit

The aerobics of poetry 

Get out of Habit's comfort zone

Let the creative juices drip

While you attempt to whet and hone

Poetic edges you let slip

Leap with fearless finesse and form

Dare mental heights with lyric-chase

Attempt fetes, foreign to the norm 

Even if you fall on your face

So, Here goes...

The Rose, 

dew-glistening 

and red

I suppose,

looks kinda

like my head

After cardio

or HIIT event

The biggest Difference

is

the scent

***

Strange, how the older that I grow

The less and less I seem to know

And what I've known since I was young

Might slip my mind 

at the tip of my tongue

***

I put it in a special spot

So I could find it when I must

But now, after I've thought and thought

That spot has gathered wool and dust

And I can't for the life of me

Remember where that spot should be

***

That's all, folks!

Thank-you 😂💪