Short In The Offing Poems
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I don’t know
what it is
I know
what it isn’t
Revealed
in the offing
An image
— takes form
(Dreamsleep: October, 2024)
Learn to Fandango
castanet in your hand
Tambourine calling
its bells to command
Dance every Tango
before it’s too late
Death in the offing
— the wolf at the gate
(Dreamsleep: April, 2025)
Luke lived in a place prone to an earthquake.
One in the offing made him shiver and shake.
He decided to act with full speed
Throwing caution to the wind indeed.
And moved to south Florida for safety’s sake.
Comfort, luxury and accumulated wealth is nothing
Promise of beauty to the garden is spring in the offing
Separated from soul a body is of no avail
Without love life is not worth living
Materializing
memory
photos on the wall
Immortalizing
tomorrow
vision to recall
Prescience
in the offing
feelings coming home
Sentience
remaking
— that forever known
(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)
The windmill is ready
the wind is not
Breezes far distant
never reaching the spot
Change in the offing
consent from within
One breath pouring outward
— and blades start to spin
(Dreamsleep: April, 2024)
As good
as they got
Clapton
Allman and Page
Their music
still borrowed
the Delta
on stage
Technique
in the offing
devoid
of the pain
As juke joints
and crop shares
sing out
— in refrain
(The New Room: August, 2025)
We thought we were invincible,
Fearless, there we stood.
But somewhere to the rear
We heard someone sawing wood.
It was over the top for us,
A fight was in the offing.
But not for the carpenters,
They were busy, making coffins.
A journey landing in December
Road to the Moon of wonder
Trip of four to remember
East of Eden fonder
Milestone is in the offing
Instilled dream becomes a happening
Strobe lights showing and playing
Second-scheduled mission, but first crewed...
R-ising sun fifteenth January
O-pens the day anew;
L-aughter and cheer begin,
L-oneliness is far from
Y-ou.
D-ark shadows disappear,
E-arly Sunday morning;
L-ight above the horizon
I-s truly in the offing.
Z-enith awaits the beacon, as you look upon the sky;
O-pen both your wings, then fly and soar high.
J-anuary ninth breaks,
E-arly Monday morning;
A-fter the lonely twilight,
N-ew dawn is in the offing.
M-isty Sunday is gone
A-s the sun starts to ascend;
R-ain falling from the sky
I-s beginning to
E-nd.
L-ight above the horizon
I-s preparing to rise;
T-ake time to fuel the fire
A-nd the flame in your eyes.
J-ust feel the joy
O-f swimming in the river;
Y-our life is truly bathed by the crystal-clear water.
R-ejoice over the looming,
I-mminent win on the battlefield;
V-ictory is in the offing,
E-ven the triumph is sealed.
R-ejoice on second of June, despite the lies try to destroy;
A-llow your heart to smile, just feel the joy.
J-ust fight for the faith
O-utsmart the darkest night;
V-ictory is in the offing,
E-merge winner to see the
L-ight.
M-ove mountains by faith,
A-im to be brave and strong;
N-either fear nor worry
A-bout foes that are wrong.
L-et's face the enemies, our Defender is so great;
O-ctober ninth early morn, just fight for the faith.
E-arly Wednesday morning
L-ets the beacon ascend;
S-hadow of the dark night
I-s just beginning to
E-nd.
B-eautiful Wednesday morning
L-ets not the twilight last;
A-llowing March twenty-ninth to come,
N-ever turning back the past.
C-omfort, joy, and mirth are all in the offing;
O-pen your eyes to dawn, early Wednesday morning.
K-indness on the inside
A-ims to please folks everywhere;
T-hrive towards the glorious lanes,
E-arly second of
S-eptember.
J-ust sing the sweet tunes
O-f life beneath the sky;
Y-ou bubble with creativity, your excellence is high.
C-ooperate to seek harmony,
U-sing the love you bring;
A-im to be caring to this world,
B-lessing is in the
O-ffing.
C-herish the special moment,
Z-ealously live in gladness;
A-llow the joy to dwell in your heart,
R-emembering the day in happiness.
I-n 31st morn of December,
N-ew sunny day is dawning;
A-nticipating the morning light that will surely come shining.
J-ust for you I write these lines,
E-ndorsing my warm greeting;
A-s you enjoy your birthday till evening,
N-ew year is in the offing.
Spreading like covid
your words it infects
Through vowels into consonants
each phrase it subjects
No drug can divert
fated spores on the wind
Arriving like locusts
attacking within
The Muse has been stricken
her voice it impales
While spreading to others
each time you exhale
The body count deepens
your messaging damned
No cure in the offing
— dead silence at hand
(Dreamsleep: December, 2025)
When the weatherman warned
of 50% rain in the offing he neglected to state
and neither advised nor informed
what the other half would advocate
perhaps hail sleet smog snow
or fleecy fluffy clouds
floating overhead instead
and if so I wonder where they go
wind-blown oh so far away
I guess we'll never ever know
meanwhile we'll have to wait
to see what his non-prediction
weather-wise will precipitate
They begin sipping then supping the Best on cask
Charlie the legend of the barley does a guest ask
What are you up to for the rest of the weekend?
Well regulars would often become a good friend
With a big grin..they swig & say…not a lot mate
Won’t go far…in the offing a spot of bar mat flipping
Will be here till late relishing & cherishing your beer
Gags & chinwags spin laughing gear quaffing just staying in…
Midnight was approaching.
A New Year is in the offing.
I see her a few yards from me.
Lovely, enchanting, alluring.
We smile, we approach,
Silently we clink glasses,
Sip the bubbly drink.
The countdown begins
Towards the new year.
Our lips brush,
O the ecstasy of love.
I feel her soft face,
Her slightly parted lips.
All around seem to disappear,
We find ourselves
In a vortex of love
Light as we find ourselves
In the delight of weightlessness.
Hurtling up in elation.