BlueEyes : Writing

Santa Ana Winds

Santa Ana Winds

A Poem by BlueEyes


Once againThe air has turned to fireHot wind blazes through the canyonsAnd the hillsThe hillsAlighted, burn to ashLike on the butt of a cigarette Heav..
Skeleton Home

Skeleton Home

A Poem by BlueEyes


A rare instance where I try to rhyme...
Break It

Break It

A Poem by BlueEyes


This poem is from June when I was going through some tough times....I felt very destructive....
Exile

Exile

A Poem by BlueEyes


This was something I just forced out of myself when I wasn't inspired to write anything. I didn't think it was much, but I got some good responses on ..
Rain

Rain

A Poem by BlueEyes


I like the sound of the word "tepid."
Cigarettes

Cigarettes

A Poem by BlueEyes


This poem got a Daily Deviation on DeviantArt. My ego shot through the roof that day!
Lost Potential

Lost Potential

A Story by BlueEyes


She woke up at the pink of morning when the clouds look like cotton candy mixed with marmalade. The woman quietly got out of bed, careful not to..
Pen or Pencil?

Pen or Pencil?

A Poem by BlueEyes


This is one of my most recent creations. For the last couple weeks, I wasn't really inspired to write anything. Suddenly, I remebered a poem I had rea..

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