TemplarSaint said:
How is this riddle?
I fill the sky on a clear winter night
I make a rapier something to be feared
A statement is useless without me
Even a riddle must have me
What am I?
A point?
Although the first line is a little iffy, since technically that would be "points" of light, plural, and the rest are singular.
Stomrunner stumped a sphinx (and a DM) with this one:
Once eagles nested in my hair,
Long time I stood on land.
Now only nests of crows I bear
Along the salty strand.
Though shorn of all my limbs, I stretch
Between the sea and sky,
All clad in robes of flowing white.
Now tell me, what am I?
And there's the classic Persian one:
A silver serpent swam within an urn,
A golden bird did in the mouth abide.
The serpent drank the water, and in turn
Was eaten by the bird, which pined and died.
What is it?