A Word of Weather
Find this eight-letter word.
The first four letters are a variation of the weather.
The third through seventh letters give support but also could used when someone is executed.
And the last three letters forms the name of a person.
What’s the word?
Mistaken.
Mist = Variation of weather.
Stake = a tent stake or when someone is burned at the stake.
Ken = a person’s name.
Not Flesh, Feather, Scales Nor Bone
We are not flesh, feather, scales nor bone;
Yet we still have fingers and thumbs of our own.
What are we?
Gloves. They’re not made of flesh, feather, scales or bone, but have fingers and thumbs.
Sweet And Valuable, But Lightning Fast
A tiny thing, that you exist,
Sweet and valuable, but lightning fast,
Combined minds and a member of royalty,
Without me you would die.
What am I?
The letter ‘b’, the verb to be or a bee. The letter b and a bee are both small and to be means you exist. Bees make honey, which is sweet, and their wings are going at around 230 beats per second. Bees are valuable because they pollinate flowers. They live in hives and the queen bee runs the show. If it weren’t for bees, we would probably starve to death.
The Most Precious Commodity
What is the most precious commodity?
That which when needed seemingly is never enough,
Yet otherwise can be boringly plentiful.
While waking is oft dreamt of,
Whilst pining can scarcely be thought of.
For beings, is allotted in finite but indefinite quantity.
The more that’s given, the more is wasted.
Freedom is akin though this is something more simple,
Not related to virtue or sin.
Unless perhaps, without freedom, or its limit.
What is it?
Time.
(Thanks for submitting this one Duke)
You Twirl My Body
You twirl my body but I keep my head up high.
When I go in I keep things tight.
What am I?
A screw.
Until I Am Measured
Until I am measured
I am not known,
Yet how you miss me
When I have flown.
Time.
Weight In My Belly
Weight in my belly;
trees on my back;
nails in my ribs;
feet I do lack.
A ship.