Author's Note: All of these short poems were written in Magnetic Poetry. Which is why they're so short. ;) I'll continue to add magnetic poems to this as... well, as they're written! Yeah...
The day is not over
what people want are dried summers
ask me and I tell you
when there is love I burn
and am consumed by it.
From evening I see the morning
the wind comes and dries my tears
you love me no more but I do not care
I will rebuild my cracked tower
I will re-grow my trampled garden
I will hide in secret my bruises and
put aside my woes
I can again have life
the morning has come.