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Matthew P. Nicholsonliving in Leeds, West Yorkshire
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| TOTAL VIEWS: 414 | | | PUBLISHED CONTENT: 32 | | | FAVORITED BY: 4 | | | CONTENT PRODUCER SINCE: 07/09/2007 |
I am a freelance writer with an interest in a number of subject areas. Examples of my work have been used online as well as traditional print publications. I also write poetry and currently organising self publication of my first collection, for release in 2008. Education/Experience: High School Interests: Reading, writing, poetry, sport, music, nature, animals, movies, football (soccer), local history, theatre, spirituality, travel, animal rights, human rights, Motto: You are no more or less important than anything else in this world. Affiliations: Matthew P. Nicholson on Helium.com, yorkshirewriter on hubpages URL RSS |
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Deflection deception By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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A poem describing the feelings I had when I visited Keswick and the natural beauty of the landscape which made a lasting impression on me. By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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I was kneeling on the floor By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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A short poem highlighting the innocence of kids and the funny things they say. By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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A poem about domestic violence. By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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Office man, so straight and tall By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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This war's gone on for far too long By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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A tragic tale of a goldfish who had big ambitions in life. By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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I saw you as I rode By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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We may not have it all girl By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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A short poem reflecting simply on peoples mentality to waste and what is perceived to be waste. By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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Unknown temptress, looks so fair By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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The best ever son that a father could wish.
By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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Image projection ratings war, Propaganda tactics ultimate score Positive viewing negative news Reporting live edits of pro Western views.
By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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Never judge a book by its cover, You cannot tell a good person from another. The boy next door filled with aggression And the bully with a brain of great invention. By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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Silently I look at you with eyes like pools of water.
By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/21/2008
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Part two gives an ironic twist after the toubles faced by the character during his time at school By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/9/2008
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A light hearted poem about life, love and the weather By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/9/2008
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The teacher asks a question
And every hand goes up
But one boy stares out of the window
At a family of ducks By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/9/2008
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I recall the first time
I was caught swearing by my Dad
The neighbour's dog came at me
And I was raging madI recall the first time
I was caught swearing by my Dad
The neighbour's dog came at me
And I was raging mad By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/8/2008
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Hypnotic are your whispers
Hypnotic are your eyes
Hypnotic are your tall tales
As you fill my heart with lies.
By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/7/2008
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I just woke from a nightmare
A view of things to come
Captured by the authorities
After going on the run. By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/5/2008
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Complicate my life if you wish
It won't keep me from my path
Continuing on peacefully
As I sing and dance and laugh. By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/5/2008
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Guardian of the doorway
Faithful servant by his side
I need money not your pity reads his sign
I can feel his sense of pride. By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/5/2008
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Today I had the Beatles music
Playing on my mind
Like the paperback writer I want to be
I got a ticket to ride By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/5/2008
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At nine o'clock your day begins
But I've been up since six
Cleaning clothes and scrubbing floors
Mushing up your wheatabix. By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/5/2008
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I remember the day so clearly
A teenage boy before your eyes
You handed out a life sentence
Force feeding me your lies By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/5/2008
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I love to take relaxing baths
Filled with herbal this and that
But the bath I have is far too small
I have to move myself around it all By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/5/2008
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Stay away from me
Inventors of blasphemy
Designers of lust
Manifestor's of trust By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/5/2008
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Chilling voices in the night
Dragging me towards the light
Life continues in the rain
Power struggle goes in vain By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/5/2008
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You were so many miles away
Across the land and sea
When I realised that I loved you
And I felt you next to me. By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/5/2008
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The evil's gone away once more
But the demons still remain
A niggling hurtful memory
In the confines of my brain By Matthew P. Nicholson | Published 5/5/2008
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