A POEM A DAY - FIZZ
Standing on the rocks in Xabia bay an unexpected wave crashed and splashed, the spray misting the air and tingling on my face. I was both shocked and exhilerated, waiting for the next 10 waves to build and break before another big one curled and I caught the image of the spray rising. © 2020 Jacqueline Knight Cotterill. All rights reserved.