Caveat: Poem #1567 “Twenty-seventh stanza” 2020-11-14, 05:24 2023-03-22 A Daily Poem / Book 3 / Couplets and Quatrains / Kiamonic Quatrains / My Poetry & Fiction ㅁ Kiamon watched as the sun tasted sky. Clouds were flushed gold and she thought she would die. Gusts licked the dawn and the trees failed to show. Angels cavorted across the fresh snow. – a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter. Previous PostCaveat: Tree #666 Next PostCaveat: Tree #667