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Madonna Wilt

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Q: Why do you write?

A: I write to create, but, more than that, I write as a form of expression.

Q: So you write to express yourself? Can you explain a little?

A: Yes, it's easier for me to put feelings and thoughts

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Politics, News & Issues > Political & Economic Theory The fathers of modern democracy: 1 of 7
Fathers of the American Revolution When Thomas Jefferson penned his now famous words, "When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for one people", he, along with his fellow Revolutionaries, was pleading the case to the people that "a stitch in time saves nine" (Benjamin Franklin). Both men, while ahead of their ... More..
Arts & Humanities > Religious Literature Christian allegory in literature: 1 of 5
Commonalities in the stories of "Job" and "Gilgamesh":The long-suffering, and ever patient, Job of biblical fame, and the heroic, yet audacious, Gilgamesh of antiquity, have much more in common then one might imagine. The theme of human suffering and the search for understanding of life echoes throughout the stories of Job an... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Found myself: 4 of 19
The DreamBehold a quilt unraveled;See a soul undone.Myriad pieces blown upon the wind;Shattered shards echo the dream.Look to the universe;Gaze upon the sun.All comes together;And then there is one. More..
Arts & Humanities > Poets & Poetry Why is poetry so hard to define?: 18 of 71
Poetry evokes emotion through the combination of measured beat, rhythm, pattern tone and theme. It does not need to be written; song and spoken words can create strong emotional reactions in the listener. Even without words, music, dance, art and nature can be defined as poetry. For instance: the powerful brush strokes of a ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Holding on: 9 of 34
City of HopeA silver stairway ascends from a shimmering sea.Follow the glittering path up to a radiant cityUpon the hill, overlooking the glimmering ocean of azure,To a place where candles flicker in every window,Illuminating the midnight sky.Look through the glass and see a woman who never sleeps.She waits and watches, hopef... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Politicians: 6 of 18
The Menagerie:To you it's all a game. You drop a name,You schmooze; You use. You think that we don't notice.You do your dances. You take your chances.You say what you think we want to hear,But in the end, you do as you choose,And woe to those who lose.So polish your ego; shine your stone,Because the queen is leaving her thron... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A mother's heart: 4 of 12
Mom for RentFree advice available with no strings attached..The only requirement is that you call me Mom.Don't worry it's really not that hard.Hundreds of references available, upon request.Just stole a car? Got suspended from school?Found out you're pregnant? Got Fired from your job?Failed that big mid-term? Not sure how to ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The accident: 5 of 11
Paralyzed:Xanthic blazeChangingCrimson blurThunderous shudderThen silenceSirens moan in the distanceFlashing lightsSobbingCan't breathDarknessSlowly encroachingThen nothingBeepingBuzzingIn the distanceFar awayAnd now more clearlyLight slowly dawningHow long has it been?Minutes, hours, daysI do not knowThrough the hazeA handRe... More..
Education > Educational Philosophy Personal philosophies of education: 73 of 149
My philosophy of education is eclectic in nature. It can best be described as leaning, most strongly, toward the progressive and existentialist perspectives. I do, however, find certain elements of the perennialist and social reconstructionist theories relevant, as they apply to meeting student needs, within the context of my... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dreams are . . .: 20 of 40
Upon the Wings of Dreams:Upon the silver wings of fairies, they come,Soft whispers, indelibly printed upon the mind,Left there to blossom and grow;Rain will fall and bees will sting.Butterflies must brave the dragons of the soul,If they are to dance freely in the light of day.Oh would that they might.Little butterflies spread... More..