Jenelle walks beside a sea much like this one
Waves tumble into the images of stallions
Stallions that crash into the shore
She walks under the color of a bruised sky
In the distance rain and debris whirl
She loves the Ocean is storms
Even her mom . . .
They don’t understand the Power . . .
She smiles as the sky opens
Thunder pounds her the same instant
It’s raining sideways
The wind snaps and tugs her slicker like an angry dog
The waves have become a continuous crash