RENEE DRUMMOND - BROWN - PROSE POEM: RUMPELSTEALSSKIN - A FAIRY TAIL BEDTIME STORY

​Renee Drummond-Brown, is an accomplished poetess with experience in creative writing. She is a graduate of Geneva College of Western Pennsylvania. Renee’ is still in pursuit of excellence towards her mark for higher education. She is working on her sixth book and has numerous works published globally which can be seen in cubm.org/news, KWEE Magazine, Leaves of Ink, Raven Cage Poetry and Prose Ezine, Realistic Poetry International, Scarlet Leaf Publishing House, SickLit Magazine, The Metro Gazette Publishing Company, Inc., Tuck, and Whispers Magazine just to name a few. Civil Rights Activist, Ms. Rutha Mae Harris, Original Freedom Singer of the Civil Rights Movement, was responsible for having Drummond-Brown’s very first poem published in the Metro Gazette Publishing Company, Inc., in Albany, GA. Renee’ also has poetry published in several anthologies and honorable mentions to her credit in various writing outlets. Renee’ won and/or placed in several poetry contests globally and her books are eligible for nomination for a Black Book award in Southampton County Virginia. She was Poet of the Month 2017, Winner in the Our Poetry Archives and prestigious Potpourri Poets/Artists Writing Community in the past year. She has even graced the cover of KWEE Magazine in the month of May, 2016. Her love for creative writing is undoubtedly displayed through her very unique style and her work solidifies her as a force to be reckoned with in the literary world of poetry. Renee’ is inspired by non-other than Dr. Maya Angelou, because of her, Renee’ posits “Still I write, I write, and I’ll write!”

​Rumpelstealsskin~A Fairy Tail Bedtime Story

​And so, the King says she-must come ov’r to my pad and I’ll be the judge of all dat gab. After dad sticks his foot in his big big mouth he begins to cry out loud. But…Too late. He decides his daughter’s fate. And so, the Miller’s daughter goes to the Kings pad.  In the bedroom is straw floor to firmament anna spinnin wheel. After frisking her up N down the King says,
 
“You betta put out sum gold by nights end. Or else, you’re dead!”
 
The King slams the door after treating her like some common whore. He doesn’t even say good-bye. The gal begins to cry, and outta of nowhere this stranger appears. A funny lil man who says,
“I got you and I’ll save your life for a healthy price. So, don’t fret bout all this straw it’ll all turn gold fore morn.”
 
The spinning wheels begin “Whirr, whirr, whirr” and the straw quickly turns 24 kt. gold-filled. The funnyman steals her skin for payment. The King comes back later that night for his own bedtime snack but the gold quickly distracts his intentions. And so, the King says,
 
“Did I mention, I need more gold turned?”    
 
The gal says,
 
“Then can I go home cause a deals’ a deal?”
 
The greedy King talkin dat yin-yang threw in the room more straw to be spun by morn and locks the door behind.   
 
The gal yells out,
 
“Funnyman, come out come out whoever you are cause I need more gold spun from straw. I’ll pay you with my hind.”
 
The funnyman reappears. This time he bought a friend to join in on the dipper ride. The funnymen sigh, and go to work throughout the night. Then both said,
 
“Here’s 24-kt. gold-filled, good-bye.”   
 
By morn the King falls in love with the gold. Immediately marries her and in 9 months gives her a son of her own that she absolutely adores. 3 moons pass and outta no-where that funnyman reappears to her and says,
 
“As you promised give me your son and I’ll be gone.”    
 
The Queen replies,
 
“Never said that; that’s a lie.”        
 
The funnyman went away giving her just 3 short days to figure out his mysterious name before his return to claim the Kings’ (so called) son.       
 
3 days in the woods the queen and her son follow this thug to his hood and listen to him shout dance and rap to his friend,
 
“Gimmie a beat….
Tonight-tonight my plans I make
Morrow-morrow a boy I take
Queen can’t beat-me at this game
fo Rumpelstealsskin is my-name.
Anyone guessin-dat destroys me
and all my breed just the same.”
 
Da Queen hurdles outta the bush (touting son in arms) yelling,                 
 
“Rumpelstealsskin is yo name!”
 
The funnyman and the Queens’ son immediately drop-dead             
cause DNA don’t hardly lie bout bedtime partners in
Fairy-Tail crimes.