Let's write some riddles!

[TarionzCousin]

#3 is

[sblock]time[/sblock]

I see how this would work, but that's not the answer the riddle came with.

Hint:
[sblock]It's helping me to see right now.[/sblock]

 

[Raven Crowking]

I see how this would work, but that's not the answer the riddle came with.

Hint:
[sblock]It's helping me to see right now.[/sblock]

Huh. I wonder if the actual answer is better than the one I gave?

How about this riddle?

Metaphors, by Slyvia Plath

I'm a riddle in nine syllables,
An elephant, a ponderous house,
A melon strolling on two tendrils.
O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers!
This loaf's big with its yeasty rising.
Money's new-minted in this fat purse.
I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf.
I've eaten a bag of green apples,
Boarded the train there's no getting off.​

 

[Camelot]

Huh. I wonder if the actual answer is better than the one I gave?

How about this riddle?

Metaphors, by Slyvia Plath

I'm a riddle in nine syllables,
An elephant, a ponderous house,
A melon strolling on two tendrils.
O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers!
This loaf's big with its yeasty rising.
Money's new-minted in this fat purse.
I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf.
I've eaten a bag of green apples,
Boarded the train there's no getting off.
​

I remember studying that poem in high school, so I know the answer, but I'm going to let someone else guess. =)

For TC's #3, the last two lines and the clue makes it seem like [sblock]a pair of glasses[/sblock]but the first two lines sound like[sblock]construction...civilization...? (building castles and tunneling through mountains)[/sblock]I don't know how they fit together.

 

[Merkuri]

Metaphors, by Slyvia Plath

I'm a riddle in nine syllables,
An elephant, a ponderous house,
A melon strolling on two tendrils.
O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers!
This loaf's big with its yeasty rising.
Money's new-minted in this fat purse.
I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf.
I've eaten a bag of green apples,
Boarded the train there's no getting off.​

[sblock]A pregnant woman?[/sblock]

 

[TarionzCousin]

3. I build up castles.
I tear down mountains.
I make some men blind,
I help others to see.
What am I?

Answer:

[sblock]Sand.[/sblock]

 

[Camelot]

Answer:

[sblock]Sand.[/sblock]

I don't get it.

Build up castles; okay, yeah, that's clever and funny!
Tear down mountains?
Make some men blind; well, temporarily.
Help others to see?

 

[Rune]

I don't get it.

Build up castles; okay, yeah, that's clever and funny!
Tear down mountains?
Make some men blind; well, temporarily.
Help others to see?

[sblock]When sand is melted (say, by lightning), it becomes glass (although, not the kind we use industrially). Glass, when shaped, can become a lense. Still trying to work out the "tear down mountains" part.[/sblock]

 

[Raven Crowking]

Correct on the Sylvia Plath poem.

[sblock]I assume sand is intended to tear down mountains via erosion, but I like my original answer better.[/sblock]

Here's an ancient riddle:

Whelm over wave, a weird thing I saw:
Water turned to bone.​

 

[TarionzCousin]

Still trying to work out the "tear down mountains" part.

I didn't write the riddle, but I would guess:[sblock]Erosion, perhaps?[/sblock]

 

[Camelot]

Correct on the Sylvia Plath poem.

[sblock]I assume sand is intended to tear down mountains via erosion, but I like my original answer better.[/sblock]

Here's an ancient riddle:

Whelm over wave, a weird thing I saw:
Water turned to bone.
​

[sblock]The crest/foam on top of a wave in the ocean? Seems TOO obvious...[/sblock]