Hurt Without Moving
We hurt without moving.
And poison without touching.
We bear truth and lies,
But are not judged by size.
What are we?
Words.
Blow for Blow They Matched Each Other
Blow for blow,
they matched each other.
Neither would fall to the other.
In the eyes of the crowd,
they were this.
Equal.
By Sef Daystrom
I Wear You Down
I wear you down, yet you will mourn me once I fly.
You can kill me, but I will never die.
Time.
(found in The Copper Gauntlet by Holly Black and Cassandra Clare)
Soft and Transparent
I am soft and transparent.
I am so small that I can sit on your finger.
I have no light but I help you to see the beautiful world.
What am I?
A contact lens.
Twenty One Points Divide And Dance
Twenty one points divide and dance,
Twirling and leaping about,
Ladies, Romans and knights of France,
Craving a victor’s rout,
Wrought of wood, ivory or bone,
An exciting yet vicious pursuit,
Ancient, forbidden and crooked,
All in search of the loot.
A die. The standard die has 21 pips (or points), divided up on the six sides of the die which dance around when rolled. Ladies, knights and Romans all played dice as a pastime (though not together). Dice can be made of wood, ivory and bone, among other materials. Dice have been used in Asia since before recorded history and many governments tried unsuccessfully to outlaw the game. Professional gamblers were common and often used loaded dice. Desperate German chaps even bet their own liberty on a single roll of the dice.
Two Handsome Racers
Two handsome racers are having a race.
One keeps lapping the other and the race never ends.
What am I?
A clock.
By Sef Daystrom
Every Dawn Begins With Me
Every dawn begins with me
At dusk I’ll be the first you see
And daybreak couldn’t come without
What midday centers all about
Daises grow from me, I’m told
And when I come, I end all cold
But in the sun I won’t be found
Yet still, each day I’ll be around
The letter “d”.
Take Away All My Letters
Take away my first letter,
Take away my second letter,
Take away all my letters,
and I remain the same.
What am I?
A mail carrier. Even when there aren’t any letters left to deliver, they’re job is still the mail carrier.