Weekly What – Week 14

Well my spring break did not go exactly as planned, but things rarely do. I will do my best to throw a few riddles up, but things are mentally slow at the moment. Anyways, here’s a riddle to guess if you can!

Two in front, two beside,
Two connect right behind.
Snakes that wrap around real tight:
Two without a viper bite.

So gentle and loving,
Amazing and sublime;
Snakes of antiquity:
Benevolent and kind.

Venom of an odd, odd type;
Difficult, even, to describe.
As if one’s heart was jumping inside,
After saying, “hello” or bidding, “goodbye.”

Weekly What – Week 13

My lucky number 13 (no, I’m not superstitious)! Anyways! Creating riddles is a lot tougher than you might think. The more I wrote, the more I find this to be true. Finding an object or subject that inspires you to write a riddle about it is usually the hardest part. I found another one here and I’m hoping it isn’t redundant (I just can’t remember if I’ve written about it before). Well, here it goes!

An oak and a willow were planted close together. 
Each sprouted and grew in the heat of summer. 
The oak stood taller, the willow rooted deeper;
Both were content while they were next together.

Then came the storm with all its windy weather, 
Pushing the two trees, bending them further. 
The oak cried out as his trunk began to splinter, 
But the willow held the oak without any faulter.

The two can still be seen just about anywhere. 
Even in trying times, they stand without a waver. 
If I am the oak, then who are you, there? 
Don’t think too hard, it’s not all that clever. 

Weekly What – Week 12

And here is the other riddle! Again, this is a referential riddle. If you understand the reference, the riddle is trivial to solve.

Seed of iron in the ground, 
Cast by hearts of evil ice, 
Grows with speed at the sound 
Of songs of Lion’s new life.

Gleaming light in the night, 
A strange and wonderful world, 
Shine forth into snowy white, 
As a beacon to sails unfurled.

Creatures of the dark
Walk under the starry sky.
Only landmark seen afar
Is the spot where you shine.

Weekly What – Week 11

I’m still a couple weeks behind in the Weekly What’s, so I’ll be posting a couple more riddles back-to-back here. Both of these are what I term “referential riddles” because they are difficult to solve without some knowledge of the subjects they reference. This is a common property of all riddles, but most riddles rely on contextually common knowledge instead of more targeted referential knowledge.
These next few riddles fall into the referential riddle category, but they are not impossible to solve without knowledge of the specific references. So, without further ado, here is the riddle:

Battleships go to war;
Many sink into the depths. 
Submarines, nuclear, 
Send fear up our spines and backs.

Look under the waves and foamy spray.
Can you see the bottomless bay? 
The lost city lies in disarray;
Drain the waters and oceans away!
Set free the victims of the day;
Don’t keep the child enslaved!

An Interlude

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Such an amazing, beautiful thing that is often overlooked.

Breaking up the Weekly What routine with a poem:

Strolling briskly,
I pass some grass,
Shining brightly,
Covered in frost.

Though my fingers
I cannot feel,
The sight strikes me
As quite surreal.

Onto my chest,
I lay down flat
To see, up close,
The grass’s mask.

For a moment,
I am stunned
By the beauty
Of creation.

As I must leave,
Reluctantly,
I thank the Lord
For all I see.

I pause a bit,
Slowly thinking,
And then rephrase
What I was praying:

I thank the Lord
For all I see,
But also for
What is unseen:

The frosty air
Would dare blind me!
The wind would blur,
fog engulf me.

My Savior came
And died for me,
He is the Christ:
My King, unseen.

I walk inside,
Shake off the chill,
As I wonder
And ponder still.

One cannot help
But see beauty
In creation…
Give God all glory.

Weekly What? Week 8

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A picture of Pioneer Peak from the Butte

Another year has come and gone. My memory isn’t all that great, so I only remember things that really stood out to me; those moments most likely included friends or family. The best memories are those we share with others.
I thank God, my Savior, for every single memory, for helping me through thick and thin, for guiding me through the dark and the light, for His wonderful creation and amazing plans, and for who He is: The epitome of true Love.

Here’s this week’s riddle (if you follow me on Instagram, you already have the answer):

A dark night, broken by light,
Booming sounds, and firelight.
Cheerful voices sing on high,
Praises to my Jesus Christ.

Back, I look, upon the path
We’ve traveled from the distant past;
Each day moves by so blinding fast;
People and places, I wish, to last.

But now we must see it set;
The clouds and sky are all alit.
This day is done, another yet;
Keep moving forward, never quit.

Stay safe this 2016, and keep moving forward. Live your life for Christ and never give up.

If I take the wings of the morning,
And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
Even there Your hand shall lead me,
And Your right hand shall hold me.
If I say, “Surely the darkness shall fallfnon me,”
Even the night shall be light about me;
Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You,
But the night shines as the day;
The darkness and the light are both alike to You.
Psalm 139:9-12

Weekly What? Week 7 (Retrospect)

Sorry for the delays. The Christmas season is a busy season with so much joy to be had! Christ’s birth, the incarnate God, it’s the truest reason for joy this season!

I’ve got a couple slower days now, so I’m going to try and write out a few riddles in retrospect as well as for coming weeks! School is fast approaching, and a wedding this weekend tells me I’m going to be a wanted man! Anyways, here is the riddle! You’ve probably been dying to have the answer for last week’s… Check the comments.

Piloting a blimp,
Captain of the ship,
Many years at sea;
Only touched the tip!

Can you not see
Giant bumblebees,
Dragons and maidens,
And I, the cavalry?

I’ve been many places,
Too numerous to count.
I’ve been a hundred people;
Ridden a rhino mount.

Enemies are everywhere,
Some an awful sight!
With legendary sword,
I seem, to them, a blight.

Throughout every battle,
Every perilous journey,
At Impossible odds,
I find the turnkey.

I’ve traveled to castles
High in the clouds,
Fought in the depths
Of volcanic mounds.

Met plenty of strangers
In every town.
Made many fast friends
On solid ground.

At the end of the day,
I lay down to rest;
Dreaming of adventures:
Tomorrow’s best.