Monday, September 29, 2025

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A warm Caribbean morning progresses, with clear sky and pigeons in flock, out in the street. Here we have no Season of Autumn. Clouds are forming and patterning in creative shapes, left to the mind of onlookers to interpret. There will always be the storybook mind delighting with their imaginings. The rain drizzles and ceases. No one hears the breeze; still, a plumeria responds.

on the grey paved walk

a white flower has fallen -

its center yellow  

© gillena cox 2025

 

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17 comments:

  1. What beautifully composed reflection of your world - it brims with joy - Jae

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  2. Thank you for your appreciation Jae

    Much♡love

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Björn

      Much♡love

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  4. I love that we might be oblivious, but the flower just keeps on doing what flowers do. Lovely haiku. 💙

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Merril

      Much♡love

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  5. Thank you for the warm Caribbean morning, Gillena. It was chilly here, but it has warmed up over the course of the afternoon. I can’t imagine life without autumn, but you have other wonderful things in your part of the world. I love the idea of no one hearing the breeze, except for the responding plumeria, and the image of that white flower with the yellow centre.

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  6. Thank you for your appreciation Kim

    Much♡love

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  7. I really enjoy the final image of the fallen flower with the golden center. It is quite lovely thank you.

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  8. Thanks for sharing the fallen plumeria blossom with us in this lovely haibun, Gillena. You captured the spirit of the prompt!

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  9. Ah, your warmer season is a little ahead of mine, as you are closer to the Equator. Otherwise, we have written (in our own different styles) on a similar topic: your plumeria a different name for my frangipani.

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  10. I'm trying to imagine what it would be like not to have autumn, here, ours is muted, almost non-existent, yours sounds like paradise.

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