Cento POPO2024 Group 1

Autumn slips in with cold nights;
here we breathe the thin crisp air.
Plumeria smell wafting in desert air,
catapulted into different orbits.
Small pieces sold, one by one;
how many more autumns?

Whomever seeks relief from the rigidity of poles
time to save our freedom!
Loons rise up, asserting their rights to the sky,
a shiny new mailbox sending, receiving.

Honor thy error as hidden intention.
What is left after your visit:
a bit of Brazil, and first light
long before makeup tamed us,
has gone crumbly to pieces.

We’ll continue to squirt the glass.
The telepathic piano came 1 night in a dream;
dreams too big to balance on two wheels.
I spin and spin, rouletting as if the ball will drop.
Yet, all this doesn’t matter anyhow.

This rebel weather vane flouts the forecast.
Find your spot of sun,
cozy & comforting, like the coo of mourning doves.

Aqua swell, rose before me,
diving with promise as I watch,
sheds both fur and fear.
Take me where ever you go.

THANK YOU to everyone from Group 1 who sent me a popo.  A few from group 1 will be included with Group 19 as they arrived after the pic and cento were written.