Short Response: The Edge is Where I Want To Be

What is the author's viewpoint on life in "The Edge is Where I Want to Be?"

I think the author's view point is about living on the edge of where the person wants to be. For example in the poem it said "the edge holds the answer to your questions the question to your answers. It's the trail head to the road not taken. The edge is everywhere you've never dared to be." This shows that the person in the poem is on the edge he is taking risks. He wonders a lot about many things and he wants answers and just by being on the edge he can find the answers he or she is looking for. Being On the edge is where this person is and needs to be just to take some risks and find what they are looking for .

the Sky

Sitting on that soft green grass
Looking up at the bright shiny sky
With a fresh breeze blowing threw my hair
Then all of a sudden,
I see the sun go down like a flashlight
turning off.
A bright yellow, orange going
Way down south
Feeling like light heavenly heaven
Until that sunset goes down
Now I’m lying on the grass
Looking up at the blue bright sky
Reflecting over my face
As I reach for those shinning stars.

"Where I'm From" Poem

I’m from the river that follows up the border of queens.
I am from dark brown eyes like a chocolate kiss,
From Manny and Maria.
I am from the blood racing threw that 15 year Old teenager who lived that amazing life.
Lived the little time left with my cousin
From warm milk sliding down your throat and,
a hot plate of soup with the rich smell of chicken, steam rising in swirling ribbons.
I am from annoying heads and stop touching me, she keeps on touching me.

From blooming into taking that perfect picture.
A mirror that shows me where I’m suppose to go,
Where I belong.
I am from that moment when Armageddon will come.
From where Ladon and Jamie.

I’m from my dad’s side of the family.
But for sure I am from that small place in Park Chester where we share what we made.
The little place where making pizza pies and eating on a Sunday family night,
If it wasn’t for that dusty rug I would know where I’m from
I wouldn’t know that I am from another line of asthma.
I am from my uncle as his blood line runs through me.
I am from both my parents.
From there attitude & strength
Because I am their daughter
And those dark brown eyes their strength their love and weakness is part of me.

When I remember looking back at that waterfall I know
I am from that family I spend my time with.
Remembering running and throwing ourselves into that fresh clean water.
The warm hot dogs we ate under the unset night
From those two genes that brought me to this world
But as I look under my bed and see those memories,
I know I am part of my family tree.

Pain Brush - Object Poem

Paint Brush

You can move me side to side
Up and Down
I'll tell you a story or show you a picture
I could make it blue, green or yellow
Any color you need
But, the way you move me makes me feel special
For what I can show you
I could be thin or thick
Tall or small
Which ever you want
I make a perfect picture
because I am a paint brush.

My Favorite Poem So Far

My favorite poem so far is "I Rise" by Maya Angelou. I like this poem because what the person is talking about. I like the fact how they talk about not getting brought down. That person will only rise and rise up high and how much a person will try he/she will always keep standing up.