This darksome burn, horseback brown,
His rollock highroad roaring down,
In coop and in comb the fleece of his foam
Flutes and low to the body falls home.
What is it?
RESULT: River, Gerard Manley Hopkins
I am not a human, nor am I an animal.
I have eyes, but cannot see, and I have hair that you cannot comb.
My brown skin has several layers but this seems a paradox,
Because one is smooth and the other is hard.
My skin protects my soft white flesh, and within my flesh is my opaque blood.
What am I?
I live above a star, and yet I never burn,
I have eleven neighbors, and yet none of them turn,
I am visited in sequence, first, last or in between,
PRS (& sometimes Q) are my initials,
Now, tell me what I mean.
Brown I am and much admired; many horses have I tried; tire a horse and worry a man; tell me this riddle if you can.
What am I ?
You went into the forest and got me,
you sat down to find me,
you went home with me because you couldn't find me.
What am I?
It fell from a star,
But not very far.
It seems to fly
Above you and I.
Look further down to see
Cousin Jay below us three.
Jump down further to see an empty space.
Tell me what "it" is, and where is this place?