Jeff Fleischer

Rookie - 15 Points (10/10/69 / Louisville, Kentucky)

Jeff Fleischer Poems

1. The King's Coronation 9/6/2006
2. What Limitations? 9/13/2006
3. Man With A Gun 9/13/2006
4. Mountain Peaks 9/20/2006
5. My Son, The Drummer Boy 9/24/2006
6. To Our American Army 9/27/2006
7. I Love G-D (Part 2) 9/27/2006
8. I Want To Get Off This Merry-Go-Round 9/27/2006
9. It Seems Like The End Of The World 9/27/2006
10. Nature 9/27/2006
11. I Dwell In The Tent Of G-D 9/27/2006
12. The Mime 9/27/2006
13. The Path Of Righteousness 9/27/2006
14. The Rainbow 9/27/2006
15. She Stole My Cologne 10/16/2006
16. My Heart Has Been Stung 10/16/2006
17. See Me The Day Before You Leave 8/22/2006
18. The Sage Hunter 8/28/2006
19. Tears On The Subway 8/30/2006
20. I'M Waiting 8/30/2006
21. Rosa Parks 8/30/2006
22. Why I Write 8/30/2006
23. Pets Do Not Discriminate 8/30/2006
24. The Eagle 9/1/2006
25. One Night 9/1/2006
26. I Saw The 9/11 Memorial 9/3/2006
27. I'Ve Had To Be Your Father 9/3/2006
28. This Love Note Is For You 11/7/2006
29. I Don'T Want To Talk About Love 11/20/2006
30. To Get Over You 12/14/2006
31. I Left An Incredible World 12/18/2006
32. Please Don'T Get Me Wrong 12/26/2006
33. I Finally Emerge 1/2/2007
34. Our Love Is Shattered 1/2/2007
35. I'M On A Love Mission 12/28/2006
36. Since Our Love Has Stopped 12/28/2006
37. Now That You'Ve Left 1/2/2007
38. I Feel So Good 1/2/2007
39. I Didn'T Give My All To Loving You 1/4/2007
40. I Can'T Forget Her 1/5/2007
Best Poem of Jeff Fleischer

Are You Lonely Tonight?

Are you lonely tonight
Because your heart was broken?
Are you lonely tonight,
Shedding tears from all the emotion?
Please don't be shy.
Just tell me if its okay for me to dropp by.
I'll be the man you've always dreamed of.
I'll hold you close to me and show you love.
I'll help you through your pain and sorrow.
And after you wake up tomorrow,
We'll take a walk near the ocean shore.
As time goes by, I'll love you more and more.

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The King's Coronation

The king is bedecked in a robe of purple and blue.
His shiny gold chalice swaying in the wind.
A new crown rests firmly upon his head.
He is holding his scepter proud and true.
I can smell the scent of rose oil emanating from his head.
The red velvet carpet leads up to the canopy over his throne of ivory.
Jesters dance and juggle,
While soldiers march in step.
Everything stops, then the trumpets blare.

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