We trekked our way through glorious scenery that year. The Teton mountains witnessed our love grow as we explored their many trails. We held hands walking through fields of wildflowers as spring bloomed. That summer we ran along Jenny Lake and finally took the plunge into her pristine but cold glacier-fed water. Autumn brought changing colors below tree-line and beautiful evenings spent under star lit skies.
I remember the day sludge colored clouds rolled in. We realized quickly, they were precursors to an approaching storm. Setting up camp early that afternoon, the sun disappeared quickly. Clouds turned obsidian-like black and rain lashed our small tent. Daylight disappeared and never returned that day. Even in those cold and frightening moments, I felt warm and safe lying beside you. I would have learnt to love black days like bright ones, if only we’d had more time.
Written for Monday Prosery at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe. Prosery Mondays are the only time we write flash fiction rather than poertry at dVerse. It is a genre created by dVerse that unites poetry and fiction: a given line from a poem must be included word for word within a piece of fiction that is 144 words or less in length, sans title.
Today Kim asks us to include the line “I would have learnt to love black days like bright ones” from the poem Dark August by Derek Walcott in our 144 word piece of flash fiction.
Image by Mike Goad from Pixabay
lillian the home poet 
I enjoyed remembering that glorious year with you, Lill. I’d never heard of the Teton, so I’ve learnt something new from your Prosery, and I love the sound of Jenny Lake with the ‘pristine but cold glacier-fed water’. I’m not envious of camping in a storm, though! A tender love story.
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We were camping at the Teton Mountain Range many many years ago….it is an absolutely beautiful place. The Tetons National Park includes Jenny Lake and there is a campground near by. Story is not about me….as we have had many many years together since then. I loved the line you gave us!
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“Daylight disappeared and never returned that day.”
nice one
much♡love
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I guessed that it was not wholly autobiographical!
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With a love like that there will never be enough time. Very well-written story, Lillian. I love the image also. Just watched a netflix series set in Yosemite, which looks similar.
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A beautiful love story, Lillian!
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Very nicely done, I enjoyed it very much.
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A warm and lazy tale ending in a jolt. Well played.
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Lillian, this is such a sweet story. Your imagery is so pure. I felt that cold water!
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A sweet love story, Lillian!
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Great use of the line Lilian ❤️
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I love the Tetons. I have never spent enough time there. I guess I could say that about all the mountains, except the ones above my home. This is a very lovely story. Thank you very much.
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This is soo romantic! I love the “the plunge into pristine but cold glacier-fed water,” the imagery of autumn and the obsidian-like-black clouds that brought rain. The last line took my breath away 😍😍
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Aww.. the extension of the given line at the end made me sigh. This is beautiful and nostalgic. It really is a lesson learned when we appreciate all moments, bright or dark, with our loved ones. You captured it so well, Lill.
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if only… that is so sad. I hope I’m reading this wrong but “if only” made me sad.
wonderful descriptive seasons. Thanks for sharing
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Beautiful- but I am left wondering how they spent their rainy days- I am old now- but even at my age I can think of ways young lovers can spend a rainy day that are equally as memorable as any hike in a park…..
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Ah, yes, if only we’d had more time, that got me.
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