Caveat: Poem #624 “Iuriong’s second stanza” 2018-04-15, 05:31 2023-03-22 A Daily Poem / Book 1 / My Poetry & Fiction ㅁ Almost a ghost, and just drifting through time, Face made of bones and untouched by the grime, Nevertheless, like a fighter he came, Stories and prophecies spilled out like flame. – a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter, about a fictional character. Previous PostCaveat: Doubling Up Next PostCaveat: In the mud