Disney Rewrite VII

The Princess and the Pea

The Princess and the Pea, Diana Goldstein


Real Princesses


She is a sensitive soul


her grandmother would tut

over her flinch, as the first leaf

of autumn dropped.


She has an old soul


her mother would gaze

as she edged from

staircase to floor.


So who knows how she came to be

on a wet wintry night a-knocking

at the Prince’s door.


Princess’s plight, she was

towelled down and placed atop

dozens of towering mattresses.


Then informed, after a rough night,

that she was to wed, barely out of bed.


Well, after sixty years with him

she doesn’t mind so much a slammed door,

she welcomes a kitchen’s clatter


and having spoke in a whisper for decades

she’s finally learnt to holler.


So they put her out

with the refuse, where all

real princesses end up.


The seagulls’ beatific screech

senile, they said,

her marbles loose as peas,


she’s lost her touch

content she rolls a cigarette

rocks herself to a crane’s groan


and into deep felt sleep.


by Becca Audra Smith


Rebecca Audra Smith has just finished a Masters in Creative Writing: Poetry. Her poems have featured in Loose Muse, Cadaverine, Now Then Manchester. Her recent project is a series of poems pretending to be Marilyn Monroe.

Links to related articles:

Diana Goldstein’s Fallen Princesses

Snow White Response : Disney Rewrite III


The Stirred quad is formed of Rebecca Audra Smith, Anna Percy, Jasmine Chatfield and Lenni Sanders.

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