Blue Eyed Skies

I'd like to think my style is eclectic and different every time I sit down to write, but that's probably not true. The one thing I can't stand is "poets" who write solely to make other intellectuals sit around and scratch their heads and start making things up as to the possible meaning of the words. I write to share, I write to be understood, and I write to center my own thoughts and feelings, and that's pretty much it.

Last seen right now. Member since March 8, 2005.
I'm a moonstone path poet for 490 comments.
My mood is , and quote is "Just breathe...".
I am a 21 year old girl (Canada)
When I'm not writing, I'm a student.
I have 490 comments, 24 poems

My Poetry

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Dreams and Dirty Magazines

48 lines, 1 comment, July 19, 2007. In Life, Humor, Adult
A Puppet's Dance

Oh...
Yes, I remember this.

47 lines, 3 comments, March 13, 2007
Chemistry

Copper plus sulphur was an equation for confusion
positive or negative energy made no difference

10 lines, 3 comments, March 1, 2007. In Humor, Life
Real Romance--a little long, don't read if your attention span is short

I’m sitting here
indulging in the same guilty habit

87 lines, 4 comments, February 26, 2007

Guest Book

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slightlyFey on February 24, 2007

so I hope you do not mind, after reading a few of your poems I am adding you as a favorite so I see as you add to your work. You put so much emotion in your words...well done in my opionion and do not put that pen down
Michelle Fey
Blue Eyed Skies on August 30, 2006

Hey, sorry it took me so long to reply. I really enjoyed some of the imagery you used in this piece, particularly the last five lines. The overall message is very powerful. One thing that I thought could benefit from a stronger word choice was the lines "Leaving me with the effects of
A dialogue with the mirror." More specifically I was wondering if "impression" might work better than "effects", but then I'm not sure if that would change the meaning too much. I really like your take on things though, I'll definitely be perusing more of your work.
thestreets son on August 18, 2006

I'm working on a poem. I want your feedback on it but keep in mind it's a work in progress

When I thought myself small
His stature made me feel shrunken;
When I thought myself weak,
His presence averted my eyes;
When I thought my words a waste of breath
His voice subdued mine into a
whisper,
Leaving me with the effects of
A dialogue with the mirror.
Only when no longer blinded
by my reflection could I see
Perched upon his robust body
in between his gaping shoulders
Lay the face of an infant.
thestreets son on August 18, 2006

alot of my pieces aren't that good. I wish I could organize my poems into like a good and bad pile on this site.