I. My cousin has a fuzzy head _But I am bald instead. I cannot give your hand a shake _But I will let you take A bite of me, appreciate _The hunger that I sate. II. A visitor you’ll find on paths in Spring Who mostly has a...
Read moreDetailsI. My cousin has a fuzzy head _But I am bald instead. I cannot give your hand a shake _But I will let you take A bite of me, appreciate _The hunger that I sate. II. A visitor you’ll find on paths in Spring Who mostly has a...
Read moreDetailsFive Riddles for Mid-Autumn 2025 I. I’m red and roaring But wet and cooling. I have four doors On my first floor, But also a ladder To take you higher. What am I? II. A million, billion, trillion, more, I’ll eat them all until there’s nothing. The...
Read moreDetails. Stealthy Slayer Stealthy slayer, murderous sneak, A crafty trick, or lifeless freak--- I slip behind your walls unseen Despite the guards whose eyes are keen To spot, to seize the crafty foe, Whose guise matures from death and woe. Squirming, writhing, crawling, flying, Smiting young and old alike Through...
Read moreDetails. 1. A rainbow diced to tease unhurried brains __With rotating rows of parallel planes. What is it? . 2. With no known cure, this blight Bends down what was upright Makes distant things draw near While close ones disappear And blots without a trace All vestiges of grace. What...
Read moreDetails. I. I travel thanks to water, But do not float or sail. More quickly than an otter And have a smoke-like tail. What am I? . II>. II. When at the beach, I soak up sun, Look down on waves (that’s always fun), But sometimes I get carried away,...
Read moreDetails. The Mid-Autumn Festival, or Moon Festival, falls on Sept. 10 this year. A common tradition is to read riddles hung from lanterns while under the moonlight. The holiday usually corresponds to the harvest moon, the full moon before the Autumn Equinox. . I.A span of seven yearsBetween the small...
Read moreDetails. Riddle This tiny thief Has ground to grief Many a mighty poem, No wiser for The learned lore He nibbles, tome by tome— But though he'll munch My words for lunch, He never eats his own. . . Name the Novel O Little Bear! O Greenyfinch! O Snowflake, Little Swan! The fire's...
Read moreDetailsLet's Do It! The surgeon does it in a snip within a stitch of time. The comic does it with a quip, the actor with a line. Morticians do it clad in black with grave and stiff demeanor. The lawyer on the legal track while clutching his subpoena. The padre...
Read moreDetailsPost your answers in the comments section below. I. A place that never is in its own place And where it is is where it’s made to be; Not that it’s made from scratch within that space Where traces of the feet one’s bound to see. Oh no, it comes...
Read moreDetailsGrapes Peel me a grape But remove the seed I love the flesh But have no need Of hard encounters In the skin Juicy, fat, dry or thin. On second thoughts—feed me gin. More Phobia Limerick Riddles Each poem below describes a phobia. Guess what the person is...
Read moreDetailsEach poem below describes a phobia. Guess what the person is scared of in each. For extra credit try to name the phobia’s official name. Post your answers in the comments section below. Phobia 1 There was a young lady from Snives Who was frightened to open her...
Read moreDetailsI. Half-man half-beast I seem to be A thousand years is naught to me For I watch kings and kingdoms die Who once were gods, beneath me lie In plundered graves they rest no more Yet still I stand, through plague and war My broken face hath robbed me not...
Read moreDetailsThank you to everyone who participated! Judges: Joseph S. Salemi, Adam Sedia, Manfred Dietrich First ($100 Prize) A spike is there, but it’s not gold, Some forests have them, so I’m told. They cannot cough, but can “ahem,” And singers have an eye for them. And when someone pokes...
Read moreDetailsWinners of the contest can be found here. From the riddle posed by King Solomon to the Philistines to the philosophy of riddles put forth by Aristotle to the riddles posed by Gollum to Bilbo Baggins in the Hobbit, riddles have a long and rich history and have often been...
Read moreDetailsStalks of brown and amber and gold, mighty when young, wither when old. Bleached by the sun and watered daily, Length may distinguish if lord or lady. Post your answer in the comments section below. Brian Douthit is a full time PhD Student at the Duke University...
Read moreDetailsSkin hard as jade, Mouth like a blade, I’m seldom dry, A dross lookst I, And hard to find, But my inside Has hidden treasure For woman’s pleasure. Put your answers in the comments section below... Horus Hardtke is currently a full-time student at St. Louis...
Read moreDetailsby David Watt I recently came across the following “square poem” attributed to Charles Dodgson (better known as Lewis Carrol). Please note that each of the six lines may be read horizontally, or vertically from top to bottom. I often wondered when I cursed, Often feared where I would...
Read moreDetailsRiddle No. 1 So astounding is this part— A major muscle, like your heart. And so astonishing its job, Without it you would be a blob: You couldn’t stand or lift or bend— You’d be a pretzel in the end. A couch potato you would be For life, if you...
Read moreDetailsby Manfred Dietrich The world is riddled with riddles. Riddling is as old and as ubiquitous as language itself. When God invited Adam to name the beasts and the beauties of creation, he showed that each naming was an answer to the universal riddle, “What am I called?” Much later,...
Read moreDetailsRiddle XXXVII From small beginnings I grow great, just keep up the heat and wait, help me become the thing I am, give me all the heat you can. Let me transform the gathered dew and I’ll transform the world for you. Tend me well from hour to hour...
Read moreDetailsThank you to everyone who participated and made this a great year for rhyming riddles! —Evan Mantyk, Judge First Place ($100): Monty Phillips, France I’ve never been exactly sure How long I’ve been on this old earth; It sometimes seems it’s not much less Than Man himself has held tenure....
Read moreDetailsWinners announced here. Scroll down and read the comments section to enjoy all of the submissions. What has no subject one can tell, Yet tries to make it ring a bell? What makes you scratch your head and think, “How does this blather even link?” RULES: Write a rhyming riddle...
Read moreDetailsSong of Us Face to face, polite and careful, Tentative we were, and prayerful, Neither one of us would dare pull More from this than met the eye. . . . Yet Side by side we worked together, Hands of flesh with hands of leather, And we slowly pondered whether...
Read moreDetailsThe Maid of Orleans A villanelle on Joan of Arc As I gazed at the flames of the fire my heart, with all there that day, broke – such strength could not help but inspire. A young woman burnt as a liar bound to a stake made of oak,...
Read moreDetailsI’m born from a forked tongue’s hissing mutter, An ungrounded half-truth, forceless and tame. Just like a spark struck from flint I shudder At greater forces, a delicate flame, But human speech kindles my weak ember, And soon I blaze through villages and towns. Baring secrets for all to remember,...
Read moreDetailsOn President Trump’s First Year in Office An earlier version of this poem was published with an explication in The Epoch Times. In Donald Trump we’ve found a man Who can the tides of time withstand, A seasoned duke, of vision strong, Who sees the picture hard and long. He...
Read moreDetailsAnother Cakewalk Mark Twain may not be safe to read, at least in public places, Because he gawks with foolish words at human folly's faces; But take a moment to digest (puts iron in your belly) His words of outrage in defence of outraged Mrs. Shelley: "The slave of...
Read moreDetailsProem In rhyming, timing is everything. Rhymes in wrong places make awkward spaces. A rhyme in rhyming knows more than prose. Rhymes are the rings you hear in the mind’s ear. Nature’s rhymes are free: As you shall see, My rhyme’s beginnings are paid in endings. Excerpts from “Bones...
Read moreDetailsThank you to everyone who participated! Judges Dusty Grein, Michael Curtis, and Damian Robin have selected the below winners for the first Rhyming Riddle Contest. Judge Curtis said meter was important: "Poets may pun, and poets may rhyme, Poets may riddle, yet must keep the time." Judge Grein said he...
Read moreDetailsRULES: A riddle for your thoughts? Write a rhyming riddle, any length and paste it in the comments section below with your name and area of residence. Do not include the answer. Let people guess and then respond at your discretion. One submission per contestant. Submissions should be originally written just...
Read moreDetailsRiddle Two Now give these lines a gander Be you bold enough to try Find fun, full-fashioned candor Take care. Some smart cells may fry On this surface so smooth In perfect timing we move Useful when your hair’s in a tussle Though I own not one single muscle...
Read moreDetailsRiddling Away What slips and squanders, and has no matter? Leaves one to ponder, and rarely flatters? Is never enough to go all around, and often too rough when finally found? And where will it go long after I’m dust? Another will know and hopefully trust. Announce its calling...
Read moreDetailsHere is a riddle, a brain-teaser of sorts Rev up your noggin or the answer you’ll miss Mark. Set. Get ready for a fun little sport The pivotal problem goes something like this: Some of gold. Some cold like stone. No wood, no chimney. Yet four rooms With naught...
Read moreDetailsBy Evan Mantyk I. I’m thinner than most cars you see, I do not guzzle as much gas, And if I ever want to flee, Between two cars I’ll eas’ly pass! What am I? II. I’m in the water but can’t swim, And on the beach, I play a lot;...
Read moreDetails1.) The prankster's favorite home decor, Clockwise or counter, the choice is yours. Never eaten, found in bowls. Around I go, I'm on a roll. What am I? ANSWER 2.) A flightless bird, born in the east. I do not chirp, molt or feast. Stationery, at peace, unmoving if...
Read moreDetailsCounterfeit Martyrdom Evil terrorists 'round the world Reject God's law, "Thou shalt not kill." Minds indoctrinated, furled up in a cold and savage will! Real martyrs are the brave who die adhering to their faith and creed. Suicide is murder high in cowardice, which marks this breed. Vile murders indiscriminate...
Read moreDetails1 it shows many sides but usually 2 — can boil & bluster & end in a stew — can be clear as crystal & cut a sharp view — or narrow to nothing but be taken as true 2 it holds symbols & keys & opens up views —...
Read moreDetailsFor 30 more riddles click here. I. I may not have a large population Compared to China or the United States, But more than those two or any nation I’ve more coastline and freshwater supplies. What country am I? II. On this exact day, the year’s half over, The cold...
Read moreDetailsClick here for more riddles I. My mirror image never is that far, I have five different points just like a star, While I’ve no mouth or tongue that I employ, I make a sound quite loud when struck with joy. Have a try, Who am I? II. I’m an...
Read moreDetailsA disturbing riddle was told to me: “The city of evil that starts with ‘B’ That has six more letters after that one, Will be, by bloody tragedy, undone. “The nations all love this mighty city, Not in their words, but in reality; The city fills the nations with their...
Read moreDetailsBeautiful poem! So much so deftly encapsulated in fourteen lines. Where is home? For nomads it's there and here.
1 approaching the great alchemical change, forest emerald deepens 2 toddler running bare foot in clover: bumblebees scatter for safety…
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What a lovely poem! I identify with your wanderings. Well penned!
Three entries for the 2026 Haiku Competition. I declare these poems are my own original work, written in the last…
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