“Let It Be” FOWC with Fandango – Kingpin – July 9 2019


Today’s word is “kingpin.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.


“O.K.! Everyone here?”

“Peter did you take a roll call?”

“Yes Sir, I did.”


“Um can I have a side bar?”

“Side Bar? Peter this isn’t a courtroom.

no one’s on trial.”

“I know. I saw it on TV, sorry. But can

I have a quick word then?”

“If you must. Come.”

“Sir, Nature doesn’t want to attend

this meeting.”

“And why ever not? Is everyone else here?”

“Oh yes! And excited about it!”

“Then, do tell. Why doesn’t Nature want

to attend?”

“Well, she’s not comfortable with the, um,


“The agenda? But it’s in her best interests

to be here.”

“Pardon me Sir, but she’s simply unhappy.”

“Unhappy? Unhappy about what?”

“Well, it’s kind of a delicate subject and very


“My dear Peter, haven’t we heard just about

everything there is to hear? History has a way

of repeating himself. Seems they just

want to help.”

“That’s her problem.”

“Please explain.”

Well, she thinks they’re interrupting her plans

for renewal.”

“How so?”

“They won’t let her do her job.”

“Peter? Tell her she’s the Kingpin, the veteran, and not to worry. We’ve

been through this before, several times. In fact, more

times that even I can remember. They’ll just have to adjust,

as so many have before them.

Let it be.”

©J.E.Goldie July 9 2019


Though John Lennon once explained that he thought Paul McCartney’s “Let It Be” was inspired by the Simon and Garfunkel hit “Bridge Over Troubled Water,” the idea, actually came to McCartney after a dream about his mother. In March of 1970, The Beatles released the song as a single from their album of the same name (a year before “Bridge Over Troubled Water was released”). “Let It Be” topped the charts in several countries, including the United States, Australia, and Switzerland, and was ranked number 20 on the list of the 500 Greatest Songs of All Time published by Rolling Stone. Because it was the last single released by The Beatles as a group and because Let It Be was their final album, the song’s message about releasing oneself from problems and sorrow is particularly apt. In his dream, McCartney encountered his mother, Mary, who died of cancer when he was fourteen-years-old. McCartney has said of the song that he knew most listeners would assume that “Mother Mary” was a religious reference, a fact that annoyed John Lennon. In his dream, McCartney’s mother told him not to worry, that everything would be all right. It was from this message that McCartney drew the subject of the song.


When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be


Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be


And when the broken-hearted people living in the world agree

There will be an answer, let it be

For though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will see

There will be an answer, let it be


Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be

Yeah, there will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be


Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be


And when the night is cloudy there is still a light that shines on me

Shine until tomorrow, let it be

I wake up to the sound of music, Mother Mary comes to me

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be


Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be

There will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be

There will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be




“In Place of Majesty” for The Carrot Ranch May 16 2019 flash-fiction-challenge



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The Carrot Ranch Challenge May 16 2019


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May 16, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that goes in search of trees. It can be one particular tree, a grove, woods, or forest. What makes the tree worth seeking? Go where the prompt leads!


She stood tall and mighty.

to never a storm she’d kneel.

After years of shade giving, she grew

to reach the sky,

until the day her life was shorn.

One hundred years, and with

each ring she told a story,

read by those who passed her by

We wept for her days of glory,

the machines turned her

into piles of ash, and men

built condos on her place of rest.

To them we did protest declaring

her days of glory but none would

hear the story.

She now sits as a stump

A fraction of herself, in memory.

(Word count 99)

©J.E.Goldie May 18, 2019


The area I live in, is one of the oldest communities

In Toronto, Ontario. It was referred to, as “The City of Trees”.

One day on my usual walk I discovered them preparing

to cut down this magnificent tree. I was astounded

and angry. It was obviously a done deal to accommodate

some new town houses. I sadly, day by day, watched

the construction of these narrow row houses. They

left the stump of the tree sitting there. I now

pass and think of the tragedy. Four narrow townhouses

at the edge of a road in

place of majesty.

(Word Count 99)

©J.E.Goldie May 18, 2019



“But where?”





“Ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome to the 50th

Annual General meeting of The Intergalactic Council.”


“We have several issues on our agenda to discuss

and to vote on. We are pleased to welcome those

who deigned to attend.

First of all, I’d like you to pay scrupulous attention to

our first guest speaker. She founded the first

Humanitarian Council on Aliens. Her work has been

recognized, not only Globally, but throughout the

Universe. She has 50 publications and has received

recognition from experts in her field throughout the

Galaxy. Her scientific studies have also been published

and highly regarded amongst the scientific community,

both on our world and by the Intergalactic

Global Community of Observers, also known as the

IGCO. Please give her your undivided attention.

At the end of her dissertation you will be given explicit

instructions as to how you are to proceed.”


“This is earth shattering!”

“We’re not really supposed to do this. Are we?”

“Tell me I misunderstood.”


“Gentlemen please! Go to your headquarters and begin

the process immediately.”


“John let’s go.”

“But we can’t do that!”

“John. We can and we will. If we lose our positions with

Council we’re going to be treated like everyone else.”

“Fine! I don’t think I want to stay.”

“What did you say?”

“Oh. I mean …..”

“What exactly did you mean, John.”

“Well. My family has only been here for three generations.”

“Where are they from?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I guess that means you’re out.”

“But out where?”

Studies have shown that the alien population, that has infiltrated our world, is uniquely undisciplined and choose to unnecessarily disrupt the balance of our well-ordered and structured communities. They have also been charged with the decimation of our planet. It is of utmost importance for our members to track down and implement our removal policy immediately. No exceptions will be tolerated. That includes the infirm, the aged, the level of education, the political standing and financial status. Your pamphlets should answer any other questions you may have. You have the option of contacting the IGCO or your local law enforcement office, should you have any difficulties.

©J.E.Goldie May 14, 2019


“This Guy Knows…”


“O.K.! You old beat reporter, let’s go.”

“Not going,”


“I told you at lunch!”

“I thought you were kiddin me.”


“Alex! Would you just get to the point,

please and thank you.”

“I tried”.

“Well you didn’t try hard enough.”

“The man doesn’t want to talk about it.”

“Well why the hell not? He’s changing

the way people think.”

“Yes. Yes, he is.”

“Alex, it’s a good thing. No?”


“He should be giving interviews left,

right and center!”

“No. I agree with him.”

“Damn you Alex! If I believed so strongly

about these things, I’d spread it like wildfire!”

“That’s the point Jim.”


“You’re right. Wildfires spread so fast that

no one stops to think why.”

“Alex you need a shrink.”



“Ever heard of the calm before the storm?”


“Fires get out of control. Right?”

“Hell yah!”

“Animals run when the sense danger.

They don’t run towards it do they?

“Um, no.”

“So, getting everybody riled and upset about

things won’t help. His has a good message.”

“That’s what I’m sayin! He should tell everyone.”

“Yes Jim. I understand where you’re coming from,

and he is telling everyone.”

“Who is this guy. Really?”

“You tell me.”

“You’re scaring me Alex.”

“Jim. Exactly, and this guy knows.”

©J.E.Goldie 4/24/2019



“O.K. Einstein” in response to the Thursday Photo Prompt “Beyond” #Writephoto Apr. 18, 2019 by Jen Goldie



#Writephoto Prompt “Beyond”

O.K. Einstein

“C’mon lets go!”
“Why? C’mon!”
“I dunno.”
“Look! There’s a rainbow!”
“That’s not a rainbow. Something’s wrong.”
“Then, what is it?”
“That? That, looks like a prism effect.”
“Now your going all scientific on me.”
“Far from science my friend. It’s a fact.
Look here. Right here in my pocket dictionary

“You’re what? You brought that?”
“Yah. It says, and I quote, “A rainbow: is an arch of
colour in the sky, caused by the sun shining
through water droplets in the atmosphere.”
“Jim. Could you please be a little less, romantic.”
“Cute Joan. Look here it is, read this.”
“Oh, alright.” “Prism: A transparent object with triangular
ends that separates white light into colours.”

“Jim! That’s a prism effect!”
“O.K. Einstein. I’ve created a genius!”
“Must be something in those branches Jim.”
“Yah I think.”
“Jim, you’re the climber! Don’t look at me. My feet
stay on terra firma.”

“I said no.”
“Joan. There’s something moving under that moss
over there.”
“Did you hear something?”
“No need to listen Joan. RUN!”
“You dropped your book!”
“Forget the book! Run!”

©J.E.Goldie  4/22/2019


“The Dinner” – Good Friday 4/19/2019



“Yes Helen.”

“Why aren’t you on-line?”

“It’s Good Friday Helen.”

“George, really! Why am I making dinner

for 10 people? Which reminds me, will

you please take out the trash.”

“Of course, Helen, just let me finish this brief.”

“Brief? You’re working?”

“Yes, I told them I’d have it done by Tuesday…”

“That’s 3 days away George.”

“I know my days of the week Helen, dear.”

“I don’t like that tone of voice, and don’t call

me dear. It feels patronizing.”

“O.K. Helen, I get your point.”

“George, I haven’t gotten to my point yet.”

“Well, Hon, be my guest I’m all ears.”

“Before I forget, your new suit is in the

upstairs closet and I put the shirt and tie

with it.”

“What shirt and tie?”

“The shirt and tie I want you to wear. That

shirt and tie!”

“Helen, I’m capable of dressing myself. I’ve

been doing it for years.”

“Yes, I know,”

“Excuse me?”

“I usually do George, but it’s Good Friday,

plus, we have guests coming. No excuses.”



“Will you let me in on the original point of

this, discussion please.”

“O.K. You’re usually so adamant about being on

line with your “Friends”.”

“Yes, I am. We have global issues to discuss. The

world’s going to hell in a hand bag, or hadn’t you


“Oh, I’ve noticed George.”

“So, what’s your point.”

“George you spend all of your time on-line,

with your cronies discussing the horrors we

see everyday.”

“That’s called responsibility Helen.”

“Yes, I get that.”


“And, on one of the Holiest Days of the year, you

abandon those responsibilities, and your friends.

I wonder what Jesus would have to say

about that?”

“That’s not fair! This isn’t about Jesus!”

“George? I thought it was all about Jesus.”


“Now please take out the trash. I have to peel

the potatoes.”


©J.E.Goldie 4/19.2019 (Good Friday)



-Or the beginning-


A gathering of Stars VI – Touched by an Angel….



Nine was puzzled, but pleasantly puzzled. He had a distinct feeling of Joy and harmony at the same time, but he was billowed.

How could this feeling be, he pondered, as he gazed across the now, brilliant sky, glowing and new. Brilliant blue. A few minutes before he’d felt lost and hopeless.

He drifted silently watching, as Dawn escorted Day into position with her floating array of mystery. He was constantly in awe of her beauty. He saw Day, as usual, acknowledging Night, as he slipped away, his stars and starlets still twinkling, in tow. North was still as bright and powerful as ever, but now fading with the brightness of Day. All looked well.

And Moon, well he guessed he was still sleeping his woes away behind some wayward cloud, unseen. That was a good thing, he thought, perhaps Moon would be edging his way back slowly on the morrow and less sorrowful, as Moon’s are apt to do.

Such a commotion had never been witnessed before last night, he pondered. At least not in his cloud-line. There was such a deep and powerful feeling of despondency throughout the entire celestial body. So deeply felt and so strong that it must have shaken the universe, he concluded. Like ocean waves rising high and plummeting below into the depths of sorrow.

Something possessed him to take a good long look below. Something he’d been reluctant to do for years, he sighed. Unexpectedly, a deep, long awaited and joyful smile embraced him. It was no longer about what he saw but what he could see. A new Dawn. A new Day.

He looked inward, his dappled grey had transformed into an iridescent white. He was himself once again and he knew why.

In the blink of an eye and as an answer to their cries,

they had been touched by an Angel.


©Jen Goldie 4/1/2019



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A gathering of Stars – V – I wonder…



“Watcha talkin bout man! Watcha mean, ain’t never gonna be no moon again. That’s just dust! Shake it off brother!” taunted Sam.

“I’m tellin yah Bro! Listen up why doncha! Ain’t no dust on my billow. Check yourself out!” Grumbled Aadan.

“You bin listinin to them Starlettes agin? Man you got it bad!” jabbed Sam.

Aadan slowly drifted towards Sam, and looked straight into the centre of his cloud vapor.

“Mr. Sampson!” added Aadan, “ When my Dude Nine gets worried, I GET WORRIED! He ain’t no fluff! I got it right from the clouds mouth, Ok?”

“Hey you guys! Billow up! Here comes Nine!” whispered Aari anxiously.

“How is it that every time I see you puffs, you’re in a stratus?” He growled.

“Spread out! It’s already dark enough. We need to help North and the Stars shine through! Now, MOVE OUT!” Thundered Nine.

“Puffs!” he sighed, under his breath.

“Ok, where was I?” he pondered as he drifted slowly. “Ah yes, I am in a mess, I have to talk to Dawn, AND to top it off I am talking to myself.” He sighed.  

Just then a long shadow slipped into view. He shivered and shifted, so did the shadow. He swayed and it followed. It enveloped him in a soothing kind of way.

“Can I help you?” he offered kindly.

“Are you lost?” he questioned softly.

Still no answer, yet an ever questioning silence brought a sense of sadness to the celestial night air.

“Do I know you?” he once again offered. He began to feel a terrible melancholy.

“Can I help you?” he pleaded.

No amount of kindness or platitude could get a response. As quickly as it came it slipped away, leaving him desperately hoping it would return. He felt a kind of loss and sadness tinged with a sense of hope. As he looked towards the horizon, he saw Dawn and felt peace. A lovely, bright sense of peace.


©J.E.Goldie 3/31/2019




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A gathering of Stars IV – On with the Tale – 3/29/2019


As the Starlettes streaked over to Nine, they could see Night encroaching slowly, but surely.

“Saige. That’s North with Night, right?” questioned Sally

“Yes, is sure is.” Confirmed Saige.

“I wonder where Moon is? Is looks pretty strange not seeing Moon with Night, doesn’t it.” concluded Sally

“Yes, it sure does.” confirmed Saige.

“Saige? Are you ok?” asked Sally with a concerned look.

“Yes, I sure am.” confirmed Saige.

“Saige! Wake up! What’s wrong with you? “

“Nothing and everything Sally. Nothing and everything.” Pondered Saige. “C’mon let’s get over to Nine.”

“Wait up! You guys!” puffed Sara, as she came streaking.

“Where were you?” questioned Sally

“Oh, I was just….”

“Nosing around, right?” Interrupted Saige

“Well, I wanted to….”

“Wanted to spy on Moon.” concluded Saige

“As a matter of fact, yes I was watching him. He’s almost fully eclipsed. No matter how often I see it, it, scares me Saige. I know it’s natural, but I still get a chill.” Whined Sara.

“Look Sara, Moon needs some time to rest and think.”

“Yah, I guess.” Agreed Sara, reluctantly “But!”

“No buts!” demanded Saige wisely.

“Shouldn’t you young’uns be taking your positions!” bellowed Nine, suddenly.

“OH! Yes sir! Yes! Sir.” They jumped to attention.

“Why, pray tell, are you scattered around like a bunch of dust particles!” DO TELL!” He thundered loudly.

“Uh, um, Saige? Why are we?” nudged Sara

“Well, SIR.” Said Saige politely

“We were just, sort of, um, thinking we might help you somehow, someway.” stuttered Saige.

“Oh, I see.” Said Nine. “It’s that obvious is it?” he grumbled.

“Well no! I mean Yes. I mean, well you’re looking just a little, um, unusual.” Reached Saige.

“Unusual, hmm. I like that. Unusual.” Softened Nine. “At least someone’s noticed.”

“Noticed?” shouted Sally “We’ve all noticed! Of course, we’ve noticed! Haven’t we all noticed guys?” said Sally looking for help.

“Oh yes! Yes!” said the chorus

“That’s fine girls, just fine and that puts a bright spot on my billow.” Smiled Nine warmly.

“I see Moon’s waning.’’ He added cautiously

“Yes, it’s so sad” cried Sara.

“I also see North’s taking a primary position in the heavens tonight.”

he continued, as they looked at him hopelessly.

“Well,” offered Nine “I still have my silver lining.”

“You do?” cried the Starlettes, hopefully.

“Yes, I do.” Confirmed Nine, confidently. “BUT!”

“But?” Saige asked carefully.

“But I’m afraid my Silver Lining may not still have the same effect it used to have on “Those Below”, he indicated, sadly. “Someone, somewhere, somehow is going to have to remind “Them”. Then perhaps things can change.” He added optimistically.

“You girls go spread what glow you have left, as hard as you can and I’ll try to stay out of your way. Be brighter than you ever been before tonight. Promise me.” directed Nine.

“We promise!” said the Starlettes, as they crossed their points.

“Now off you go quickly. I have some puffing up on my mind and some spring cleaning to do before Dawn arrives, then we’ll have a word or two.” Said Nine as he floated away a little more lightly.

“Sounds great!” said Sally excitedly.

“Yes,” nodded Saige. “A little more promising.”


©J.E.Goldie 3/29/2019



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“A gathering of Stars III” – The tale continues – Mar. 27, 2019


“C’mon let’s go talk to Nine before Night comes. See what’s up with him.” Said Sally

“Think that would be wise?” asked Saige

“Wise Schmise!” spouted Sara. “ What do YOU think’s the matter with him? It’s pretty obvious, to me. Who’s been there for all of us since time immortal? People have been floating on his billows for years! They mention him all the time. Saying things like,

“I feel like I’m on cloud nine right now.”
“I can’t do nothing except try to find cloud nine.”

“If you are on Cloud Nine, you are extremely happy because something very good has happened to you. I never expected to win, so I’m on Cloud Nine.” Quoted Sara.

“He used to love carrying the bliss.” Added Saige.

“It’s a wonder Nine’s still floating after all these years.” Sighed Sara

“Actually, I heard something I didn’t like, just yesterday. I wonder if Nine heard it too. They said, “I’m on cloud nine. I wouldn’t even say cloud nine, more like cloud ten… cloud nine is old news”

“OUCH!” cringed Saige.

“Yah OUCH!” cried Sally

“And,” added Sara. “Have you noticed his colour and wondered about that?” she questioned.

“I have.” Said Saige. “I’ve seen what they do down there,” as she pointed below. So much junk in the air it’s a wonder Cloud can handle it.”

“Yah.” Sighed Saige. “It’s a wonder how any of us can.”

©J.E.Goldie 3/27/2019

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“A gathering of Stars” II – and so the tale continues – 3/26/2019



The Starlettes, gathered noiselessly into their meeting which happened to be cloistered snuggly, behind Cloud Nine. Cloud Nine rarely, if ever was in attendance. This was important.

“Cloud nine never gets involved in things”, said Saige, as she leaned into Susan. “He’s looking a little drab and grey around the edges”

“I know!” offered Susan “Nine’s usually billowy and upbeat. He’s looking a little sad.”

“You got that right!” said Sara “He even looks a little mad. Looks like he’s been floating around in, um, garbage? He even smells bad.”

“Attention Please!” demanded the North Star. “WE, have a serious situation here. Miss Star has something very important to tell you, so please kindly give her your utmost attention. Miss Star will you please address this constellation.”

Star slowly and reluctantly moved to the platform, not looking her usual twinkley self, dull in fact.

“She looks like she’s gonna fall!” said Susan sadly

“Miss Star! Please proceed.” North prompted as gently as he could.

“Well” she said, as she lowered her points. “Moon is refusing to shine for Night tonight. He’s saying no one cares anymore. Night tried to convince him but Moon has lost his beams. He’s so dim, he’s almost fully waned. Unless someone can convince him it’s worthwhile, darkness will consume his light. Night blossoms won’t bloom, lovers won’t have moonlight, the waters will still and Earth will be very ill.” She sobbed.

A murmured silence filled the group. Questions flew round. What can we do? Who did this? How could this happen!

North Star, hushed the group. “For this Night I will shine the way. Let Moon eclipse for a day. Perhaps tomorrow we’ll find a way. Everyone go get into their heavenly places and pray.”

©J.E.Goldie 3/26/2019



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“A gathering of Stars” – and so the tale continues – 3/24/2019



The Stars were gathering, for a pre-night twinkling meeting and the heavens were clear. It looked as if Night was going to have a bright one ahead for his shift.

“Think this meeting’s going to be any different from the rest?” asked Sara

“Nothing new probably,” remarked Saige.

“Yah” said Sara. “These meetings get boring after awhile. Look! There’s Susan! Hey Sue! How’s it twinkling?” she shouted.

“Sara!” whispered Saige, “A little quieter, please! They’re probably sleeping down there.” As she pointed below.

“Ok! Ok! I get it!” returned Sara.” Annoyingly.

“Are you gals ready for this?” said Susan as she streaked over to them.

“Whatcha mean ready?” chuckled Sara. What in the universe could we need to be ready for? Probably just wanna make sure we got a good shine on before Moon shows up.” She laughed.

“Didn’t you hear?” whispered Susan.

“Hear what?” asked Saige with a concerned glow, as she leaned in.

“Well, Night was just a little darkened last night because Moon left early”, informed Susan. “Star told me all about it.”

“Moon left early? That’s strange.” Pondered Saige.

“Moon’s been gloomy for awhile.” Said Sara. “That’s nothing new in the heavens.”

‘That’s not all.” Whispered Susan. “He asked Star to pray!”

“Pray?” Sara asked now concerned. “We all pray everyday. Don’t we?”

“I sure do.” Sighed Saige.

“Well he’s so worried” said Susan, “that he’s waning all the time now.”

“Wow!” said Sara.

“Yes Wow!” said Susan.

“But, what on earth is the problem?” asked Saige.

“That’s the problem.” Sighed Sue.


©J.E.Goldie 3/25/2019

Saige stands for wisdom, Susan stands for kinship and Sara stands for princess.