Cupid’s Canopy Over Silent Sonnets

Written: July 06, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Craig Cornish ***************** My path was unkempt, with cracked and bent signs The once-azure sky turned gray, and my muse faded Cursed seraphs hovered under lifeless skies, weeping. In the mahonia mist of nestled truths and lost couplets in periwinkle poetry I shoved in a cacophonous frenzy, confused— Vade mecum was fetid with an epiphany of deceit Silence echoed dread, and each scab was a guess Iridescent smears of fervent deceit, and Cupid's canopy engulfed the cetacean sonnets A mocking wind bade shattering moans, having learned to flaunt their tethered words With my russet roots, I'm not a flashy flower, but, I felt awful pain from distant love acronyms. What if the cloudburst refrain bears no scars? Or phosphene verses adorned with blue poppies, might leave glowing traces on midnight shores? I walked for miles to find that starting stanza. Yet, despite such raucous, cataclysmic pain, An earthquake faltered the stratus sky— Not all who veer from the path must shatter Obsessed, some must comply with the jostle of life.