Late at the Library, guilt expressed in sonnet form Options

[jgdittier]

After 40 years of returning every book on time, last year I was 3 days late!

O demon guilt, my conscious now proclaims
Your weigh to be my burden, heavy held.
My fate has fallen into Satan's flames,
To restitution now I feel compelled.
This crime of mine occurred without design,
A happenstance I vowed I'd not repeat.
As ignomy, disgrace and shame combine
With fine to make my punishment complete.
O'er forty years of faithful fealty,
With naught a blemish brought by boastful thought...
Reduce it not! The fine in full on me!
Perhaps a victim, I, as I've been caught!
 And still I must, by fine, them recompense.
 "O.K., I'll pay. Three days, that's fifteen cents"!

[Psyche]

Hi Ron, James, Cleo !!
Nice gathering place, old Plato's Academy...er, Pearls of Wisdom, oops.
Reading you guys' remarks about begging, borrowing or stealing books  :speechless: ,made me wonder whether any of you have my problem... Whenever I finish reading a good book, I feel as if I'm in a mourning period, there's a sort of void in me, and I don't want to put the book back on its shelf or pass it on to somebody else, let alone give it back to the library or its rightful owner....
Maybe that explains some people's "sticky fingers", without justifying them, ha ha.....  :jester:
Cleo, my nightable is loaded with books to read, it can't be moved for cleaning, I also have the bad habit of reading several books at once. I pick out one according to the mood of the moment. I also carry a book in my handbag, which probably explains why my shoulder aches horridly... I've got this phobic fantasy of being stuck somewhere without reading matter to distract my attention from whatever perils may assail me....
Well, nice chatting with you  :pharoah2
See, Ron, how your poem has set all of us thinking and/or jesting.... or firing the coals of verse    :bowdown:
See ya !
Psyche  :wave: