Jack Worthington

Rookie - 25 Points (1977 / Yuma, Arizona, U.S.A.)

Jack Worthington Poems

1. The Gate 8/29/2009
2. Tell Me What's Real 8/29/2009
3. Our Golden West 8/29/2009
4. The Towers 8/30/2009
5. Sunburn 8/30/2009
6. A Storefront In Old Town 8/30/2009
7. A Bonfire At San Simeon 8/31/2009
8. The Motel Room 8/31/2009
9. Smoke Stack In January 8/31/2009
10. He Enters A Train Station On Saturday Morning 9/9/2009
11. An Enforcer's Drive To Lancaster 9/9/2009
12. The Bungalow 9/19/2009
13. Heartland 9/20/2009
14. Newhall Pass 9/20/2009
15. Paul The Bureaucrat 9/20/2009
16. A Word Of Advice 9/23/2009
17. Memoirs From A War I Never Knew 6/25/2010
18. Big Foggy Mountain 5/15/2011
19. The Regular 5/30/2011
20. The Skydiver 6/23/2011
21. The Adulteress 8/14/2011
22. Another Troubled Man 10/2/2011
23. Pride Of The County 2/19/2012
24. Autumn Approaches 9/7/2012
25. A Timely Death 6/4/2013
26. A Short Conversation 7/12/2013
27. The Jump 7/2/2013
28. The Affair 4/13/2014
29. Rebellion Against The Sun 8/7/2014
30. The Move 12/12/2009
31. Sunset On Bodega Bay 1/15/2010
32. Memories Of A Farmers Moon 1/19/2010
33. Midnight In A Downtown Alley 1/29/2010
34. Continuity 2/10/2010
35. The Joshua Tree 10/25/2009
36. I Drive 11/21/2009

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The Joshua Tree

Standing tall on the arid desert floor
An ancient young man throws his arms to heaven
He cannot shout our names but knows us through our brethren
Standing there, year by year, a man of native lore.

Only seeing light and dark and feeling hot and cold
The sun scorches his hairy back as it sets in rays of gold
A silent man enduring, striving to be seen
By the forest of stone hearts, stirring in their dreams.

These hearts were etched long ago by gentle loving hands
At the dawn of time when light unchained from darkness by command
The tree wants to tell us of...

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The Towers

Rolling down the road in a silver Ford
I spy on the soldiers along the road
One by one they line in formation, as if a subliminal confirmation
That their precious cargo will reach its destination

They spread their arms through the orange sunlight
Some on mountains, others on plains and valleys
From the dams they came, to make the cities bright
To bring comfort to friend and foe alike, and illuminate the alleys

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