stardust in an hourglass

24.
ying and yang

black and white swirl
dancers in motion
good and bad
piroetteing around each other
they both need each other
even though they are polar opposites

Just 6 to go! You can do it!

You've got some great poems in here, Cat #21 made me smile, it's so short, simple and gentle. And your stargazing terzanelle is lovely! I really like:

looking up, wishing to be astronauts,
fingertips brush the sky, to catch the stars

Thank you thank you @Cadi! c:

Also also also, I did finish napo! The only issue is that I need to go to bed this very instant so have the titles and I promise I will post them tomorrow asap

25 is the last frost, 26 is a message to my best friend, 27 is autofill, 28 is music, 29 is growing up, and 30 is stardust in an hourglass

Ooh, well done! Looking forward to seeing them when you have time to post!

25.
the last frost

winter's grip has been cruel
but the frosty chains have broken
the sun's smiling touch
has woken the sleeping giant of spring
the daffodils have shaken off their third snow
the winds have started warming
blowing from the south
and i just lay still, smiling
in the tickling rays of warmth
overjoyed for the beginnings of spring, finally

26.
a message to my best friend

i've never had someone quite like you
such a mirror of myself
i feel safer with you
than i sometimes feel with myself

i don't mean to be clingy
but how could i let
someone so perfect for me go?

27.
autofill

i'm having such a hard time
seeing you guys talking about being a vegetable
i don't know what i'm to do
with the knowledge of the world
i'm going to snap under the pressure
of the shadows behind me
i've lost my hope
to get the chance of winning the lottery
poetry only
had to find the world you don't know yet again
i'm running out
of time before they move on sunday afternoon
but i
have a great idea for the quest to find the magic

wait
for me to take care of the zombie apocalypse
this isn't what
i can write during the week because of love
is this
a problem because i need documentation
no
judgement on the peeling paint of silence
i
am sorry but i'm taking over
you can't
make a decision about everything anyways so i will

Spoiler

Fun fact: I actually used my autofill on my phone to write all of the gray autofilled parts c: (okay but not including the creepy ending lines xD)

28.
music

this beat is stuck in my bone
there's no way to get this smile off my face
i can't stop my feet a tappin'
my heart is pumping my blood to the tune
so i guess i'll just keep on dancing
to the sunset and back

29.
growing up

i can barely remember
the time when my face was still round and pudgy
and you could find constellations in my freckles
under my eyes bigger than my dreams.
i know it was then
that your wealth was measured
in pokemon cards and silly bands
and you could rule a kingdom
by running the quickest during freeze tag.
the popular kids were the ones
who make the most kids laugh
or drew the best.
it was all so much simpler then.

i can clearly remember
(and i wish I could forget)
when girls and boys decided they liked each other
and it wasn't gross to hold hands anymore.
i had to stop hanging out with my guys friends
if i didn't want to be teased
and sung the stupid rhyme about sitting in trees together.
i was no longer popular because i could draw,
but rather i was weird
because of my doodles in my notebooks,
the fact that i knew the answers
so i raised my hand and participated,
and still played sports in gym class
even though "i was no good at it."
i was put into a category,
why, i couldn't tell you.
i was now a "nerd",
and that was that.
i was also weird because i didn't like anyone,
but back then, i was just ignored.
things were weird
and overlycomplicated then,
like we were playing a game
i didn't know the rules to.

i don't even want to recall
when the above became magnifyed
and swear words became common vocabulary.
i was now "gay"
(even though i thought it just meant happy
because that's how i read it in narnia
and what my mom and the dictionary said)
because i didn't like guys,
but i just wasn't ready for a "boyfriend" yet,
that was all.
i was made fun of for my beliefs,
like when i stood up for my choice to not swear,
or when i said i wasn't allowed to date until college.
i was told to stop trying to be so perfect,
go make some mistakes,
live a little.
i said no.
they laughed and bullied me some more.
the game is getting too complicated,
and now the rules keep changing.

and i'm not through yet.

Spoiler

only partially based on my experience, I promise. Most is either exaggerated or just made up c:

30.
stardust in an hourglass
or a poeticized explaination of the title of my thread c:

time slipping through my hands,
starry sand trickling down
through the glass funnel
into a pit of broken stars,
broken promises,
lost time.

i never have the time,
i try, but it's always gone
before I can use it.

the more time i must find,
the more i drop my stars,
shattering them into nothingness
finer than dust.

i'm still learning to be a magician,
fix my stardust,
conjure up some lost time,
fixed, good as new,
break the hourglass to hold the stardust in my palms
to do with it what i please.

for now, i'll just throw it in the air like confetti,
dancing and laughing,
a tear rolling down my cheek,
and try to catch it in my hourglass again,
and maybe write a poem in the scattered stardust.

Spoiler

I promise you that all of these were written yesterday, so I completed napo! Thank you to all who have read one, some, or all of the poems I've gotten to write this long and lovely month. *bows* And good night!

These last poems are lovely BlueCat! And the auto-fill one actually gives me some good ideas for my own poetry!!

Congratulations on completing NaPo - I have enjoyed all your poetic musings and celestial imagery this month! <3

Thank you so much @alliyah! c: =^-^=