Combustible

Probably the last one for 2012...

Combustible

The smoldering dust
of the prophetical star
ignites the transparent fuel
of the engines of youth.
Pressure entices the aperture
to restart the fabled fountains' cycles.
Some sources release water,
too pure to burn,
others bubble black oil,
aeromatic and volatile.
Tall opaque men seek to locate
and drain each source of clarity,
while others aim to cap
each well with explosives
to suffocate the flames
that we were born with.

-Robert L. Jackson

Smooth

Smooth

The doldrums prove as lethal as the hurricane,

with measurement and detection arduous.

The ocean lays flat without ripples

or voices propagating toward home.

No waves fatigue the rocky cliffs,

no currents erode the beach

and no one remembers

bleached bones on a decaying raft.

Men yearn for the splash of cannon balls

and others seek faults in the ocean floor,

just to release the surface tension

of a glassy droplet covering the globe.

-Robert L. Jackson

http://www.markusreugels.de/liquidart

Completed on December 8th

Fixed

We continue to wind the clock
in homage to ancestors and heirs,
when even in this era
the sun, the wind or the wasted human motion, 
has been tapped for the same purpose.
Though the maker is gone,
or at least behind a cloud,
gravity continues,
surfaces still corrode
and we still fight the inevitable.
The swing will be perpetual
and energy no longer critical
when the borders are at peace
and the elements of gas, liquid,
and metal no longer abrade. 
The polished brass
gleams in the sun,
rising from the shadow
of the coated earth.

-Robert L. Jackson