Haunted Sonnet

Yes, this is an attempt at a sonnet.  Well, at least it is 14 lines, and rhymes, perhaps tortuously (?)  Thought i would make this offering as a break from my usual fare, here.

One more thing:  The Haunted Bookshop bills itself as Vancouver Island’s oldest antiquarian bookstore.  It graces a street in Sidney, British Columbia, Canada.

Haunted Sonnet

I went to the Haunted Bookshop and found

Its name’s apropos, as all around,

Along with the smell of mouldering tomes,

A throng of spirits, without any home,

Not the books, those corpses of ravaged trees,

Nor authors, obscure, famous, as you please,

But spectres, wandering wraiths like me,

Unable to locate the Demonologie,

That signed edition of Pippi Longstocking,

Or Carroll’s Snark, with drawings so shocking.

Most tragic of all, lost amid the racks,

Those standing bemusedly leafing through stacks

Of books yet unshelved, they sadly deplore

They’ve forgotten their reason for entering the store.

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