Sea Poems for Sustenance

I’m currently exploring the element of water in relationship to menstrual cycles. Spending time by the sea, swimming and paddling in it - poems come to me, as if drawn on the sounds of waves.

Photo by Pearse O'Halloran on Unsplash

Sustenance

I smell sustenance
by the sea.
Freedom
in the sound of water
lapping,
a salty haar gently
coating my skin.
My eyes rest
on open vista,
mystery held in
a blue-world beneath my feet.
I end here
and something else begins
beyond
the smallness of my humanity.

This sharp spike of dune grass
pricks me back to now.


- Jane Alexandra Cormack

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A recent sea visit…*

The Sea Sings

The sea sings,
but only to me.
Not to the young couple - her,
wearing a mint beanie,
their golden retriever
sniffing salt air.
The sea sings only to me,
in my private sea garden.
My body responds,
exhaling, slowly
sinking into sand.
The sea is singing
but, only to me.


- Jane Alexandra Cormack

Jewel of the Sea

I lost
my amber and silver ring
to the sea.
Playing in the waves,
she saw my jewel
sparkling in the sunlight
and gently pulled it off
for a closer look.
Then decided
to keep it for herself.


- Jane Alexandra Cormack

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May you find your sustenance, substance or song in the waters that run near you.

Jane x

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EXPLORE more watery words: Meeting the Water - Somatic and Water Rituals to Support the Pre-Menstruum.

*video source - myself.

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I’m writing a bit less on substack at the moment as I focus my energy on the development of other related projects. I imagine I’ll write about once a month while in this phase, and perhaps more if inspiration arises!