I Drift Forever With The Current
I drift forever with the current
down these long canals they’ve made
Tame, yet wild, I run elusive
Multitasking to your aid.
Before I came, the world was darker
Colder, sometimes, rougher, true
But though I might make living easy,
I’m good at killing people too.
Electricity (or lightning).
I Move Quickly
Physicists have built devices to make me move quickly. My last eight letters can be commonly found in newspapers, magazines, and journals.
What am I?
Particles. Physicists use particle accelerators and newspapers, magazines and journals have articles.
I Am What Remains
I am what remains of what
was once a living whole,
dug in deep, protruding, though,
and unobtainable.
A stump.
By Sef Daystrom
Three Eyes But One Leg
I have three eyes but only one leg.
I still close one even if you beg.
What am I?
A traffic light. It has three “eyes” (the red, orange and green lights) and the leg is the pole holding it up. Many people beg the light to stay green as they’re approaching.
A Most Unusual Paragraph
This is a most unusual paragraph. How quickly can you find out what is so unusual about it? It looks so ordinary you’d think nothing was wrong with it – and in fact, nothing is wrong with it. It is unusual though. Why? Study it, think about it, and you may find out. Try to do it without coaching. If you work at it for a bit it will dawn on you. So jump to it and try your skill at figuring it out. Good luck! Don’t blow your cool!
The most common letter in the English language, the letter e, is not found in the entire paragraph.
Goes With a Car
What goes with a car, comes with a car, is of no use to a car, but the car can’t move without it?
Noise. The engine is usually the main culprit, but even electric cars make some noise from the tires on the road.
A Mile From End To End
A mile from end to end, yet as close to as a friend. A precious commodity, freely given. Seen on the dead and on the living. Found on the rich, poor, short and tall, but shared among children most of all. What is it?
A smile.
Up A Hill
Up a hill,
Down a hill,
Over them I may roam,
But after all my walking,
There’s no place like my own.
Your home.
An Eye In A Blue Face
An eye in a blue face
Saw an eye in a green face.
‘That eye is like this eye’
Said the first eye,
But in a low, not high place.
The sun shining on daisies.