Never Goes Airborne
It never goes airborne,
yet, still, it may land.
A punch.
By Sef Daystrom
Shuns the Light of Day
What must be in the oven yet can not be baked?
Grows in the heat yet shuns the light of day?
What sinks in water but rises with air?
Looks like skin but is fine as hair?
Yeast.
Up and Down and Round About
I’m up and down and round about,
yet all the world can’t find me out.
Though thousands have employed their leisure,
they never yet could find my measure.
I’m found in almost every garden,
In a compass or a farden.
There’s neither chariot coach nor mill
may move one inch except I will.
What am I?
A circle.
Slayer of Regrets
Slayer of regrets
old and new,
sought by many,
found by few.
Redemption. It can get rid of regrets, many people seek it but few find it.
By Sef Daystrom