Pups of the winter

Sleep dwells beyond the night

The ancient harp sings in chimes

Signalling an hour of the wild old sight

Prophesies lost to unfocused rhymes

And the howling mother.

Darkness embraces every child

A chill of sweet breath and shivers warm

Domesticated cousins of the wild

They yelp with love, for all lovelorn

And huddle in a cuddle together.

Harm doesn’t reach them, protected and strong

Are eyes watching those who mayn’t last long.

SONNET FOR MY LAPTOP ~A love-hate relationship~

Broken keys, dusty face,

Viral downloads, crumbling case,

Faulty fan, dying battery,

It sits there looking at me.

Sound unsound, flashing tune,

Mute as a fox, old as an ox,

Winter, summer, spring, monsoon,

Sleek little brick black box.

It watches me as I watch it,

A companion unchallenged,

Night and day, together we sit,

It grows old, old, old and aged.

Dear me, dear mine, forever you shined,

All my memories crashed and you smiled.

-Nov’ 2014

-Manny D

Fiction Speaks Ration

How many times has that little annoying distraction
That keeps bugging you at the wrong time
Saved you from absurd existentialist suicide?
Ah books!
Tales and tales waiting to unfold beneath your fingers...
The pages and fresh paste, the drug-like aroma...
The enchantment of words, a magic cast out on paper...
Read and unravel a Utopian world...
Do still believe fiction is delusional?
Do you still believe fiction to be a waste of time?
Whoa! These allegations!
Hold my hand and be delusional with me for a moment.
Let's go back to the days of fiction.
They told stories about a Utopian world where the blacks weren't slaves...
They told stories about men on the moon!
They told stories about women in trousers working like men!
(how preposterous!)
They wrote Ungodly things against the Church! Science? Humbug!
They told stories about better days...
They told stories about the Collider and God's particle!
These people are all loony, aren't they?
Utopia can never exist, apparently...
Dreams are NOT real, they can NEVER be.
Yes! I see you scrutinizing the text...
Throwing it aside as worthless
Saying it is against "fact", against "reality"...
Say whatever you like... you have an opinion like me, like many.
And if you are "rational" as you believe,
Then understand this...
Every thought sparks an idea...
Every idea gains form...
In the form of words and language they fly
Off into the head of every neighbour
To be interpreted and re interpreted..
To form a major accepted notion...
To form a mass action..
To finally turn to reality...
So dismiss fiction all you want, but let's make it clear
That you're living in a delusion yourself, my dear! :)