Caveat: Poem #2136 “Fifty-seventh stanza” 2022-06-07, 05:55 2023-03-22 A Daily Poem / Book 3 / Couplets and Quatrains / Kiamonic Quatrains / My Poetry & Fiction ㅁ Kiamon struggled to bring it together. All of the clues were piled up like the weather; when you see storm clouds all laden with rain, moody and dark, premonitions of pain. – a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter. Previous PostCaveat: Tree #1228 Next PostCaveat: Tree #1229