Knocked before shot.
The silent must go
If a clue’s to be got.
Riddles
Strong is my spine
Strong is my spine, so hold me
That I may relate all that’s told me
Through leaves often red,
And though I be dead
I’m yours till you’ve given or sold me.
Thursday Riddle (December 5, 2014)
My seed is desire and poison, my fruit,
And when my desire begins to take root,
It grows like a fire that makes it’s way higher
To burn all in sight of the eye of desire.
This will be my last Thursday Riddle, at least for some time. Thank you for playing.
Thursday Riddle (November 20, 2014)
A snout of length and many uses;
A chest without a heart can’t love;
A stalk of strength; the winner chooses
A word for each of the above.
Thursday Riddle (November 13, 2014)
Survives to be heard even as executed
To echo the voice of a soul that is muted.