Circles

up ended and overboard the fall
head over heels to Hades
cloven hoofed kick arounds in clover
a dizzying spin turning cartwheels
well-heeled and overdressed

unabashed stark nakedness
bare skinned raw to the core
lush red undercoat of purple plush
lithe and underfed in a seedy frigid bed
underling to an underworld king

throughout this inclement wintry fling
deep down coverlets of delicious dark
around backlit dingy thoroughfares
back up again into springing earth
over and through and through with you

Have taken on and stretched Izy’s challenge of how I get by (through winter) with a personification of  Persephone, her circular turns of the season and repetition of movements:  Up//Round//Through