An Anthology of Anthony J. Fejfar’s Poetry, Vol. 1 By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J.


Introduction This Anthology is a Collection of previously published poems by Anthony J. Fejfar.

Table of Contents

Chapter 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8.

Poem Back Packing Being Death Gray Granite My Soul My True Love Nativity Passion


9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16.

Spring Substance The Clue The Beach The God of Being The Spirit of Wisdom and Love Walking Winter


Chapter 1 Back Packing A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar I got my gear, From the store, Back Pack too, Forever more. Pack Rod was, So very nice, Cool for me, Just as ice. Sleeping Bag too, In my pack, Mummy bag, In my lap. I hiked the first mile, Up a grade, Winding path, Forest shade. The Mountain Meadow, Was beautiful true, Narrow path, Hiker’s view.


I hiked for miles, Valley floor, Open window, Open door. Upon a Pond, I came to rest, Mountain view, Hiker’s nest. I unpacked my tent, Upon the ground, A safehaven, I had found. Bungee Poles, Are nifty true, Never lost, Never glue. I placed Fishing Rod, In rule, Next to me, Hoping to catch, A Trout to see. I laid fishing line, Upon the water cold, Hoping for Trout, Big and Bold.


I laid a fly upon the water, Hoping that a Trout would show, No live bait, Not that slow. Down went the fly, Into the deep, My rod tip bent, A fish to keep.


Chapter 2

Being A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar Being is my Love, My heart rings true, Golden Sonnet, Forest Dew Being is Understanding, An Act so Pure, The end of man, Of this I’m sure. Being is part Substance This I know, Forest Glen, Mountain Snow. Being has no cause, This is sure, Beginning without beginning, Water pure.


Being is an Ocean, With waves and tide, Sparkling water, Glistening ride. Being is a Field, Of Quantum Wheat, Ready forever, My soul to meet.


Chapter 3

Death A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar Death is on my shoulder, For all to see, Gateway from life, To Eternity. My Soul has been to Heaven, Many times, Multidimensional Future, Many time lines. Death is just a passage, A Door no more, Multidimensional Future, Forevermore. I see myself as many, Lives I’ve lived, Multidimensional Future, For all to see. God is in the Heavens, For all to see, Sharing Life of Mystery, For Eternity.


My Archangel in the Heavens, There for me, Watching over, For Eternity. Meaningful Happiness, Is my choice, This is my end, For which, I rejoice. God is in the Heavens, Satan on the run, Multidimensional Reality, So much fun. I’ve lived this life before, Many a time, My life is my future, I turn on a dime. My life is now before me, Short or perhaps long, My God gives me Intuition, Love and Song.


Chapter 4

Gray Granite A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar

Gray Granite Cold Ten days old Gray Granite Hot Steams a lot Gray Granite Deep In the Keep Gray Granite Shallow Always fallow Gray Granite Magic Never Trajic Gray Granite Store On the floor Gray Granite Dark In the Park Gray Granite Druid Very fluid.


Gray Granite Warm By the farm, Gray Granite cut, By the rut. Gray Granite Light Sign of Might Gray Granite Ford Two edged sword.


Chapter 5

My Soul A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar My Soul is mine, For all to see, With me for, Eternity. My Soul is strong, She is real, My inner feminine, Classical deal. My Soul is Love, Intellect True, She is my life, Morning Dew. My Soul is subtstance, Real for me, Indestructible, As Trinity.


My Soul is immortal, Full of Grace, Substantial Spirit, My inner Face. My Soul is Intuition, Knowledge gained, Thoughtful feeling, Nothing strained.


Chapter 6 My True Love A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar

My Heart seeks solace In your Love, hoping soon, We be trove. You are so far away But my Heart beats, Can you stay? Breakfast in Bed, Would be nice, Walnuts and jam, To satisfice. I feel your body, Close to mine, Spiritual Love, Intertwine.


Your lips are full, Bursting with life, Touching mine, Feelings rife. We are together, Now forever, Love that vibrates, Heavenly weather.


Chapter 7

Nativity. A Poem A Tract Book By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2006 by Anthony J. Fejfar

Once I looked upon a Star And saw pure beauty from Afar. Christmas Star it was to me, Signaling Nativity. Holy Spirit, Pure Love to me, God the Son, In Nativity. His smile was perfect For all to see, Love and Reason, For Nativity. Virgin there, With happy Heart, Knowing soon, They should depart.


Swaddling clothes, In manger bare, Straw for cushion Not a care Presents from, Wise men afar, Gold for Kingship Under Cross of Star Love His promise, From Advent, As messiah, To people sent. Here to lead us, On our way, Path of Spirit, Dare not stray Omniscient Child, For us as Gift, Hoping our Spirits, He would Lift. Leading Santa Claus On his way, Foretelling, Christmas Day.


Chapter 8

Passion A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar Her skin was soft, Forest Dew, Parted Lips, Kissing too. I felt her hand, Upon my leg, Hoping soon, Her heart would beg. Her hair was silk, Strands askew, She asked me, If I knew. I touched her breast, With my hand, Hoping soon, To win the land.


I found the mountain, On distant shore, Sexual feeling, On Valley floor. She found my tree, In Valley far, Hoping soon, To kiss the star.


Chapter 9

Spring A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar

Crack goes the ice, Down comes the floe, Summer’s around the corner, Big, bam, bo. Blue skies high, Cool air soon, Spring’s breath, Coming soon. I whistle a song, For my maid to hear, Clang a gong, Bell rings clear. The Sun is warm, She is too, Spring for us, Soft as dew. Easter Bunny comes, On Sunday morn, Baskets of chocolate, Lent to mourn.


Selene in the sky, Cool and Gray, Intuition and Love, Here to stay. A Cross is on the hillside, For me to mourn, Jesus without Karma, Creative Form. Jesus Christ is Higher Self, For me so true, Heaven and Earth, Both come with sparkling dew. Holy Cross on forearm, For all to see, Tatoo burnt impression, A message we. A Mystery in the making, Spring at Last, Druid Gray and Being, God at last.


Chapter 10

Substance A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar

Substance is real, For all to see, Echoing reality, Nativity. Substance is Dark Gray, Of this I’m sure, Wonderful color, Metaphysically pure. Substance Gray, Is in the fray, Granite Rock, All take stock. Substance is the basis, for Tai Chi, Elemental Wisdom, Persons Three.


Substance is God’s body, Soul to keep, Immortal forever, Without Sleep. My Soul is Substance, Dark Gray Cloud, Mystical Feeling, Druids abound.


Chapter 11

The Clue A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar Why are we here? Where are we going? Many Navigate life, Without even knowing. So many people, We meet everyday, Who are they really? It’s so difficult to say. We all want to be happy, What can this mean? Advertising tells us, It’s wearing the right jean. But Christ tells us different, It’s not easy to take, He calls us to loving, Without being fake. To do so is not easy, That we can see. Open and caring, Is so difficult to be.


None of us is perfect, We can always do more. Sure it’s not easy, It’s rather a chore. Mistakes and hurt feelings Will always abound, But that’s only natural, With Humans around. So reach out and be open, This we must do. All of us together, Many not few. For if we stay hidden, Wrapped up in our shell, The world we create Will be our own little hell. We all have our problems, Some great, some small, We must help each other, In solving them all. The world is so huge, We are so few, Small drops in an ocean, What can we do? Lay claim to a corner, Of this world so large, Change a small piece of it, Let this be your charge.


Life is before us, Short or perhaps long. Our God gives us strength, So that we may be strong. We can be happy, Christ gave us the Clue, He said, “Love one another, as I have loved you.”


Chapter 12

The Beach A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar

One day I went for a walk, On a lark, On the beach, Avoiding shark. I picked sea shells pure, Upon the surf, Placing them later, On my turf. I saw conch shells too, In the sand, Listening in, To the band. The tide was in, Moon far away, Cousin earth, Starry day. Sand on feet, Cool to touch, Forevermore, Much too, much.


I saw star fish true, Upon the shore, Sailing in, More and more.

Jelly Fish, I stayed away, Far from me, Sunlit day. Sting Ray shell, Upon the beach, Very easy, For my reach. So to the beach, I do go, Wandering there, To and fro.


Chapter 13

The God of Being A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar The God of Being, Is in my heart, Forest’s blessing, Wisdom’s Dart, The God of Being, Is Father true, Love of Life, Forest Dew. The God of Being, Is Gray at heart, Intellectual Sympathy, Intuition’s smart. The God of Being, Is Objective too, Wonderful feeling, Forest Dew.


The God of Being, Intuitive Sure, Reality itself, Not a blur. The God of Being, Evolution’s Cause, Wonderful Mystery, Cherished Rose.


Chapter 14

The Spirit of Wisdom and Love A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2006 by Anthony J. Fejfar One Day I Prayed In Room so Square But I Knew I had A Flair I had Candle Lit And Bible Too Words of Promise My Spirit Flew I Prayed for Wisdom My Spirit Soared After What Happened to Me I was Definitely Floored Although I was Sane I Hit another Plane A Goddess I saw Without a Flaw I had much to Gain That was True Spirit and Wisdom For Me She Flew


She was Beautiful With Visage Fair Standing There Without a Care We embraced On the Astral Plane And Love I Found In My Heart Without a Sound Back in Room Soon, I Was Taking it in As is does Her Love Stayed in My Heart, always Sure Doing Her Part Forever Pure An so I live From Day to Day With Spirit of Wisdom and Love I’m in the Fray


Chapter 15

Walking A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar I walked through The desert, On yonder morn, Spying chickens, Shucking corn. I walked by the Lake, Water full, Never a moment, That could be dull. I walked down the path, Straight and true, Forest Rain, Forest Dew. I walked on the first day, Of creation shone, Found many a Wizard, Never a crone. I walked on the first day, Of creation real, Trout fishing day, Fishing Creel.


I walked on the first day, On moonlit glenn, Forest People, Shone again. I walked into town, For all to see, Nickel lemonaide, My soul to feel. I walked into paradaise, Heaven’s gate, Never a problem, Never late. I walked into Hell, To see what’s what, Fire and brimstone, In a rut. I walked into purgatory, Open door, A lot of praying, Nary a snore. I walked into Heaven, For all to see, Meaningful Happiness, Eternity.


Chapter 16

Winter A Poem By Anthony J. Fejfar © Copyright 2006 by Anthony J. Fejfar

It was a cold, cold, night, It gave me a fright, Chill in the air, Not a care. Gloves too small, Fingers cold, Wind at my face, Backside cold. Snow in the air, A foot or more, A snow shovel soon, On the floor. The Wind did howl, I cried foul, Nary a care, Winter’s snare Snow drifts tall, Footprints small, A faint smile, For awhile.

Walk I did, From time to past, Christmas soon, No more fast. Crunch under foot, No more soot, Presents for me, Nativity.