Siobhán Mc Laughlin

Stone

Siobhán Mc Laughlin

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After Sylvia Plath’s ‘Love Letter’


I was a stone before you came. 

Life long and low in stasis, incongruous 

in my ordinariness, impervious to care.

Grey grit, flint, fragment flung far -

bruise of air - footnote unnoticed. 

Solid sorrow, a fossilized tear. Sediment 

of some other where. 


But when you appeared, I became 

a hop and a skip, a wish skimming 

silvered water, crystalline veins new.

A firm promise, world in your hand, 

warm, porous to promises, permanent

fixture deep at home 

in the well of your heart. 


Then all of a sudden: sunk. Thunk of

an unwanted thought. Balderdash.

Transformation incomplete. The dredge 

of a dream, kernel of uncare. Scuppered. 

Dropped there in the dark, ripple of regret, 

forgotten, forlorn. Hardened now to the point 

I might as well be rock.


Siobhán Mc Laughlin


Siobhán is an English graduate with a passion for reading and writing poetry. She has a MA in Creativity in Practice from the University of Ulster. As well as writing poetry, she enjoys blogging about it and other writing matters on www.a-poem-a-day-project.blogspot.com. Siobhán currently facilitates a creative writing group in her local area in Co. Donegal. Her poems have appeared in Fingerpost and Shift magazine, and online on Poetry24 and The Ekphrastic Review.  Twitter @siobhan347