You Can See Nothing Else
You can see nothing else
When you look in my face,
I will look you in the eye
And I will never lie.
What am I?
Your reflection.
The White Liquid
She awakes. I touch her and she moves her legs. We are both nervous but I continue. Finally the white liquid comes.
What happened?
Milking a cow.
Six Faces But No Arms
I have six faces but no arms, and twenty one eyes but I can’t see.
What am I?
A die. There six sides (or faces) and twenty one pips.
Thirty White Horses On A Red Hill
Thirty white horses on a red hill,
first champ, then stamp, and then stand still
Your teeth.
Not a Bird Though Feathered
It’s not a bird, though feathered, and
it has a mobile nest.
It’s quick in flight and, having flown,
it always stops to rest.
An arrow. It has feathers and its nest (a quiver) is usually carried an archer’s back. The arrow flies when released, but will always land somewhere to rest.
By Sef Daystrom
Commonly Forgotten And Sometimes Rotten
I am always with you
But commonly forgotten.
You use me constantly,
And can sometimes be rotten.
What am I?
Air.