It caused the destruction of Troy,
The worst of tragedies,
And numerous maladies,
Yet it is chased, desired and fought for.
What is it?
cleanpoemswho am I
Two sisters we are, one is dark and one is fair,
In twin towers dwelling we're quite the pair,
One from land and one from sea,
Tell us truly, who are we?
The answer is salt and pepper.
Dipping, glinting, gliding by,
Rainbow-fretted, wrought of breath.
I live only while I fly –
Earth’s rough kiss my sudden death.
A soap bubble.
My antlers tower above my head.
Where I live it’s cold all year.
I can pull a sled or pack a load.
You call me a ?
Large as a mountain, small as a pea,
Endlessly swimming in a waterless sea.
cleanpoemswhat am I
For thousands of years,
Seen only in tale.
The wind as a sail,
For one thunderous gale.
Shiny stores rich in lore,
The burning temper, like Earth's core.
What am I?
I am slim and tall, many find me desirable and appealing,
they touch me and I give a false good feeling,
once I shine in splendor,
but only once and then no more, for many I am "to die for".
cleanpoemswhat am Isimple
To you, rude would I never be,
Though I flag my tongue for all to see.
What am I?
Alive without breath,
As cold as death;
Never thirsty, ever drinking,
All in mail never clinking.
That downward thrust,
That never rust.