The Alliteration of Skipper

The Alliteration of Skipper

She was an artist, according
to her tarot card, but we
all knew her as Skipper.
Her tresses were the colour
of rich, red bruised tomatoes,
falling in a slow saunter
of lilting curls that swayed and bounced
with each musical step.
Soulful, perhaps she was,
but she was a song without a lyric,
an exterior without substance,
and she skipped rope whilst chanting
a string of alliterations
that started with the letter S –
Our Skipper – she was silent
and sensuous, she was
a silhouette without a shadow.

Written to the Sunday Whirl Wordle #74

(c) Miskmask September 2012

Author: Misky

‘Misky’ lives in the UK surrounded by flowers, freshly baked bread, and always keeps dog biscuits in her pocket for her blind Springer Spaniel. She never buys clothing without pockets. Her work is widely published.

9 thoughts on “The Alliteration of Skipper”

  1. It must be red-head week. I wrote a poem about red-headed dancer.

    I like yours. Not only does it describe her physically but tells us of her character. Nice wording throughout.

  2. “a silhouette without a shadow” – amazing!
    I have a small trouble with “skipper”, though. I know the word only as a sort of “ship captain”, but it somehow evades me here.
    I like the way you whirled the words, and the image of tarrot cards intermingled in the picture:-) I love tarrot.

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