Dance with Me! 100 Word Flash Fiction

Growing up alongside the river, she had never tired of the sweet music it provided as she danced along its bank. At times it mimicked a rhythmic lullaby, bubbling over rocks as smooth as silk and she would sway in time to its steady beat. When torrential rain caused it to swell, the bursting water became violent, threatening to overflow its banks and she could be found dancing wildly in the wind.

As the years passed, her roots grew deep along the shoreline where her branches would continue to reach out and keep time for years to come.


Are you putting down roots or are you still looking for the right spot?

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    1. Thanks Michael! I guess I was inspired by the change in seasons and my upcoming birthday. They always make me think about life. 🙂
      Have a happy Easter Feaster tomorrow!


        1. Wednesday the 11th. I was working on a funny post about it yesterday when I decided to cash in a gift card for a facial and it totally burned my skin. Although they are going to comp me, I look like a biker road rash victim…I am hoping that I will be able to see the humor in this otherwise, “Oh my God. It could only happen to me,” predicament sometime in the near future; like Monday….


  1. I just mowed the lawn today. I wonder if the pulsing vibrations of the blades was as rhythmic for the grass as the water was to the trees? You know, before they got chopped.

    Really liked this one as usual WT (that’s an initialism for Wild Thang)


      1. It’s been a hectic week and I have not…Just did…And well damn. OK. Thank you! I must get back in Twitter mode. It’s a mode best saved for Twittering.


  2. I loved this story and the imagery it left in my mind. For me, it was very much the tale of a dryad: first a free spirited young nature sprite, then, as the years pass, eventually settling into tree form. But that’s just my take. Lovely writing and a wonderful story. Enjoy your brithday, may it bring you every happiness. 🙂

    Here’s my story this week:


  3. Wow, what a prophetic question, Susie, my Buff friend!

    We are in the process of making a move to So Cal as I write this. In fact, I should be packing and not commenting on blogs. See how important you are, Susie!!

    We hope to put some deep roots down, down there.


    1. That is a huge change! Thanks for taking the time to stop by. Remember to use the big bubble wrap. The small bubbles are worthless.
      BTW – The Buffs are in that conference now. Go Buffs!


  4. Beautiful piece – so much in so few words. I would love to see other vignettes along the river.
    My roots are wherever my wife is. Place doesn’t matter as much.


  5. Fantastic writing! Don’t know why, but I sometimes imagine I am living by a small river, and this little gem spoke directly to my imagination!


  6. That was beautiful, Susie. I loved the way you personified the tree. As for your question, I’d love to put down roots but life circumstances are making it impossible right now. Soon, though!


  7. As I read along the image coming to mind was that of a willowy figure, that of a female, dancing among the trees and along the river bank, in tune with the wild winds and the torrential rain. You can imagine my pleasant shock at realising at the end that the subject matter is a tree, with entrenched roots. Powerful and breautiful metaphor.


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