Watching the clouds thicken, I smiled. I so loved how they would settle upon my secluded cabin every winter.
Jason’s cabin. He had brought me here years ago, long before we were married, claiming that this was where earth met sky. “See?” he’d asked, “The clouds descend from the heavens in winter. Isn’t it lovely?”
How many years had it been? I’d lost all sense of time, it seemed. Every year, throughout the year, I wandered lonely as a cloud through the forest, waiting for winter… waiting for Jason’s clouds to visit so that I wouldn’t feel so alone. The flowering of spring meant losing him all over again… I wanted winter to last forever.
After the accident, I’d gone through Jason’s personal effects, but I couldn’t feel his presence in them… Not even in his beloved cabin.
He’d only visit with the clouds.
d’Verse prosery is flash fiction with a beginning, a middle and an end, in any genre of the author’s choice, no longer than 144 words. This very short piece of prose must include an assigned line from a poem, within the 144 word limit. Writers may change the punctuation of the assigned line, but they may not insert words within the quotation.
I wandered lonely as a cloud-from William Wordsworth’s ‘I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud’