Poems riddles with simple answers

Alive as you but without breath, As cold in my life as in my death; Never a thirst though I always drink, Dressed in a mail but never a clink.

I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg, I have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg, I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole, I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole. What am I?

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 ?

Dipping, glinting, gliding by, Rainbow-fretted, wrought of breath. I live only while I fly – Earth’s rough kiss my sudden death.

Never was, I am always to be. No one ever saw me, nor ever will. And yet I am the confidence of all, to live and breathe on this terrestrial ball. What am I?

Until I am measured I am not known. Yet how you miss me when I have flown.

Alive without breath, As cold as death; Never thirsty, ever drinking, All in mail never clinking.

Large as a mountain, small as a pea, Endlessly swimming in a waterless sea.

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".

A slender body, a tiny eye, no matter what happens, I never cry. What am I?