by Rachael Clyne

Through sticky eyelids
She peeps
at Winter breath
draping the trees
mist-wet grass
early light rays
pierce the day
catching the web lines
suspended from
still leafless branches
dank smells whisper
through thorny hedgerows
it will be waking time
She burrows back
under her
thick blanket
and tumbles again
into the soft pleasures
of her dream

rolling onto
her side
she stirs once more
peers to see
if their bright green spears
have surfaced yet
their nodding white bonnets
spreading the rumour
of Spring’s return.

©Rachael Clyne


Rachael Clyne

Rachael Clyne is a Glastonbury-based psychotherapist, Goddess artist, writer and poet. Her self-help book, "Breaking the Spell - the Key to Recovering Self-esteem" (PSAvalon 2005) is available in Kindle and paperback.  Her poetry has been published in magazines and anthologies and she has a collection, "She Who Walks with Stones and Sings" (PSAvalon 2006).  Both books can be bought via Amazon, or from her website:, as can her powerful Goddess artwork.  Her articles and poems appear on her public Facebook Page.

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