"Scales" by Jacob PfeifferRhyming Riddle Contest The Society June 27, 2018 Culture, Humor, Poetry, Poetry Contests, Riddles 83 Comments What has no subject one can tell, Yet tries to make it ring a bell? What makes you scratch your head and think, “How does this blather even link?” RULES: Write a rhyming riddle of any length and paste it in the comments section below with your name and area of residence, such as “John Smith, Colorado, USA.” Do not include the answer. Let people guess and then respond with the answer at your discretion. Two submissions per contestant. No submission fee. See our Riddles Section for inspiration. Nothing dirty, please. DEADLINE: July 31 midnight EST. Winners announced August 13. PRIZE: $100 JUDGE: Advisory Board members will judge (those who choose not to participate in judging may participate in the contest) Related Post ‘The Mellow Season’ by Carole Mertz Ah, now comes the mellow season, Marks its time with jackdaws caws. Autumn with its rusty reason Offers forth its season’s laws. Now no more the... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 83 Responses Zachary Dilks June 27, 2018 Zachary Dilks Austin,Texas In truth, it’s plain to see You are, but rarely are we Reply Caroline Bardwell June 27, 2018 This is a tough one, Zachary. My instinct is that the answer has to do with letters of the alphabet. Not sure which person is being referred to, the You (letter U) or the We (YO), but I’ll guess the latter. Reply Zachary Dilks June 27, 2018 Sorry, no. Caroline Bardwell June 28, 2018 Guessing again, Zachary… Alone? Reply Zachary Dilks June 28, 2018 It’s not alone Caroline Bardwell June 28, 2018 Sigh, I’m giving up! Zachary Dilks June 28, 2018 Never give up! Carmanie Bhatti July 1, 2018 Really appreciate your sense of humor. I would say you are referring to the “light” which is plain and it is rare to match any other thing with that. Reply Zachary Dilks July 1, 2018 Sorry, it’s not light. Try again though. I might give a hint though. The brevity makes it vague. Jennifer Hinders June 27, 2018 We eat it hot, we eat it cold, And sometimes we eat it with mold. It’s hard, it’s soft and in between, If we’re asked to do this-it isn’t mean. The Brits say it for a bit of wind, Others talk about it when we grin. Bars, balls or giant wheels, Or someone who doesn’t act real Now that’s a lot of clues, you see So what is the answer to this riddle, please? Reply Zachary Dilks June 27, 2018 Cheese? Reply Caroline Bardwell June 27, 2018 Cute Jennifer. the answer is cheese or cheesy. Reply Jennifer Hinders June 27, 2018 Yes, it is. Caroline Bardwell June 27, 2018 It seems to me there’s something strong that weighs on you and me alike; a force that presses down along each surface that our feet will strike. This strange phenomenon appears as apples fall from autumn trees; it took Sir Isaac Newton years to realize it’s not the breeze. It’s like we’re drawn magnetically toward the center of the earth, so things can move kinetically beginning from the point of birth. Reply Monty June 27, 2018 That’s a classy piece, Caroline. Even without the prevailing riddle, it stands up as a strong, disciplined poem. But given that there IS also a riddle; well, it almost defies gravity. Reply Caroline Bardwell June 27, 2018 Yes Monty. It is rated E for Easy, but I’m pretty fond of the poem. I can’t say that I prepared this one for the contest though. I wrote it earlier this year and I have to say it is a crowd-pleaser for the open mic set. I sent it out for publication, but had no takers so thought it would be a fun contribution. The name for this sonnet in iambic tetrameter is “A Strange Phenomenon” and the final couplet goes like this: “To sum it up with brevity, the word they use is Gravity!” Jennifer Hinders June 27, 2018 Gravity? Reply Monty June 27, 2018 Yeah, gravity, Jen; as in the riddle contained in Caroline’s poem. Instead of just blurting out the answer; I thought it’d be more imaginative to instead slip it into a sentence. Caroline Bardwell June 27, 2018 Exactly. Easy enough to confidently guess! Final couplet in the rhyme: “To sum it up with brevity, the word they use is Gravity!” Monty June 27, 2018 I must say, Caroline: I’m glad I first saw yer poem ‘without’ the final couplet . . which I feel to be superfluous. There are enough (practically giveaway) clues throughout the piece; the answer doesn’t need to be there. Don’t be enticed into the popularity (or some may say, monotony) of the sonnet. Like ya say: it IS an easy riddle to grasp, which I feel is rather fitting . . ‘cos one is thus able to concentrate their enjoyment on the poem, and not necessarily the riddle. The poem deserves that . . Reply Caroline Bardwell June 27, 2018 Thank you, Monty. Rohini Sunderam July 1, 2018 For the sake of brevity My answer: gravity Reply Caroline Bardwell July 1, 2018 Yes! BeverlyStock June 27, 2018 What do you loose when youstand up? And find when you sit and nap? Your lap! Reply J.E. Prittle July 1, 2018 Beverly, You included the answer in the question! 🙂 J.E. Reply Caroline Bardwell June 27, 2018 Entry #2 – This one I just crafted so I can claim I wrote it specifically for the challenge – less structured than #1 and the answer is not part of the poem. Also very easy and fun. I can be dark as night or somewhat fair; sometimes I’m barely even there. I can be curled or even pinned, easily tossed about by wind. I take on shapes of many sorts, in many lengths from long to short. To keep down the stress when you’re dressed to impress, I can be worn straight or pressed into plaits, repeatedly teased if the wearer’s so pleased or sculpted and sprayed to keep strays at bay. Some will flinch with every break, as if the entire world’s at stake, but knowing this much to be true – I can confidently promise you – that no one set is ever the same. So can you guess? What is my name? Reply Zachary Dilks June 27, 2018 Hair Reply Caroline Bardwell June 27, 2018 Yep. Can’t wait to find out yours. Leonard Dabydeen June 27, 2018 He was an entrepreneur who chartered a ship To transport prospective immigrants across the Pacific. On arrival at his destination, he was very optimistic, But at the Landing Dock he was not given a permit. What is the name of this entrepreneur? This ship made a voyage from Hong Kong Across the Pacific Ocean over a week long; It reached its destination, but could not land, As the chartered owner did not have permission. What is the name of the ship? Leonard Dabydeen, Ontario, Canada Reply Amy Foreman July 2, 2018 Leonard, Could this be Gurdit Singh of the Komagata Maru, who was denied entrance into Canada in 1914? I had to check the history books on this one! Reply Amy Foreman June 27, 2018 Amy Foreman, Cascabel, Arizona Capricious, shifting to-and-fro, I’m sometimes fast and sometimes slow; I’ve been around since long ago, Yet I’m the one you cannot know. A little of me lulls to sleep, And when I stop, the sailors weep. Too strong, and things lie in a heap: The mess I make is never cheap. I’ll make you open windows wide, Then slam them shut and stay inside. On my account, will you decide To button up, or bare your hide. You’ll never see me with your eye, And yet you’ll know when I pass by, For rustling leaves will testify When through the arbor, soft, I fly. Reply Zachary Dilks June 28, 2018 I’m going with wind Reply Amy Foreman June 28, 2018 Bingo, Zachary. 🙂 Rohini July 2, 2018 I guessed wind too. Anyway I loved the poem. Reply Amy Foreman July 2, 2018 Thank you, Rohini! Dylan R.T. Gibbons, Toronto, ON June 28, 2018 Riddle #1 At first glance, I fill your heart with delight; For me, all the world’s men with surely fight! I make or break every nation And back every celebration. But, on my second note, I like secrets And what’s precious. My friends and I help to protect Everything from bike to diamond necklace. The company I keep is between two and four. Never less, never more. At first, I was scared of their teeth and claws, But now I do follow their woodland laws. – Dylan R.T. Gibbons, Toronto, Canada Reply Dylan R.T. Gibbons, Toronto, ON June 28, 2018 Riddle #1 At first glance, I fill your heart with delight; For me, all the world’s men will surely fight! I make or break every nation And back every celebration. But, on my second note, I like secrets And what’s precious. My friends and I help to protect Everything from bike to diamond necklace. The company I keep is between two and four. Never less, never more. At first, I was scared of their teeth and claws, But now I do follow their woodland laws. – Dylan R.T. Gibbons, Toronto, Canada *Repost as autocorrect changed a “will” to a “with”* Reply Caroline Bardwell July 1, 2018 Silver? Reply Caroline Bardwell July 1, 2018 I guess you’re looking for a group – precious metals? Dylan R.T. Gibbons, July 1, 2018 Hi Caroline, Each stanza has a separate riddle which contributes to the whole. As a hint, the answer to the first stanza is ‘gold’. Caroline Bardwell July 2, 2018 Goldilocks and the Three Bears?! Reply Dylan R.T. Gibbons, July 4, 2018 Correct! Good job, Caroline. Connor Rosemond June 28, 2018 Connor Rosemond, North Carolina, USA. What pounds and plods as if with toes, And utilizes stress? What’s out of favor, out of style, Yet we use, neverthless? Riddle #1. Difficulty: Easy! Reply Connor Rosemond June 28, 2018 Please excuse my typo in the final line; “neverthless” should be corrected to “nevertheless”. Reply J.E. Prittle June 30, 2018 Poetic metre? Reply Caroline Bardwell June 30, 2018 Good job J.E. Prittle! I think you nailed it. I had no idea but am slapping my forehead because it seems so obvious now – metrical feet – it makes absolute sense. Connor Rosemond July 1, 2018 Correct! Connor Rosemond June 28, 2018 Connor Rosemond, North Carolina, USA. This witty thinker wrought his mind Semantically and frantically! If language is a game confined, This verse flaunts his philosophy. Riddle #2. Difficulty: Hard! Reply Troy A. Xavier July 1, 2018 Witt-y thinker… Language game… clever! The answer is German philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein, yes? Reply Connor Rosemond July 1, 2018 Spot on, Troy! He’s one of the more fascinating philosophers to me. JOSEPH B. QUINTANILLA June 29, 2018 Not gal… not guy… this I belie. On wind I fly (though no physique). You can’t see me. I’m absentee. Though I agree, my answers weak. I may reprise and minimize then neutralize the things you speak. Joe Quintanilla Mangilao, Guam, USA Reply Joseph B. Quintanilla July 1, 2018 What others rarely see it’s this you show to me be you a nobody or be of you a king. Confessional… close door… to me you then outpour… release what you deplore with kiss upon my ring. Don’t need your resume. Not lengthy is your stay. It’s best you not delay. Conclude with a wellspring. Joe Quintanilla Mangilao, Guam, USA Reply Troy A. Xavier July 1, 2018 The final two lines of the first stanza lead me to believe it is related to death, or perhaps vice. Is it “sin”? Reply Joe Quintanilla July 1, 2018 Not what I was going for, no. Hint? Troy A. Xavier July 1, 2018 Yes, hint please! Caroline Bardwell July 1, 2018 Honesty? Reply Joe Quintanilla July 1, 2018 It very well may be that I’m just not great at making riddles. Anyway… Hint: “Kiss” is not literal, while “ring” is literal butt maybe not the ring you’re thinking of. Joe Quintanilla July 1, 2018 Oh… sorry… no, “honesty” is honestly not what I was going for. Caroline Bardwell July 2, 2018 Is it a toilet? Reply Joe Quintanilla July 2, 2018 Ha! I was beginning to wonder if maybe my riddle skills needed as much work as my poetic skills. A toilet it is! (Does that break the rules of keeping it clean?) George Ross July 1, 2018 What has two score minus two lines, No intended scheme of rhymes, Naught but six seedlings for each ending, And a complex algorithm to guide one’s wending? Reply Caroline Bardwell July 1, 2018 A sestina Reply Troy A. Xavier July 1, 2018 My guess too. Is his riddle a sestina? Clever if so! Rajagopal Kaimal July 1, 2018 What runs fast and slow? And we all really do know It has no legs big or small; Some are short; some tall. Reply Joe Quintanilla July 1, 2018 Candle? Reply Remy Dambron July 1, 2018 car Reply Zachary Dilks July 2, 2018 Clock arms? Reply Rohini July 5, 2018 I’m going with clock too. Reply wendy lee klenetsky July 1, 2018 The ____ is a little thing, it has no tail, it has no wing. It has no arms, it has no feet, it has no height; it’s quite petite. The ____is seen here and there; it can be seen most everywhere. It can be seen on leaves and trees, it can be seen on wind and breeze. The ____isn’t square or round, it makes no noise; no single sound. It makes its home wherever it’s at; on a cat, or on a mat. It makes its home upon a shelf with other things, or by itself. The ____isn’t what you think; it’s not a drink or the kitchen sink. It’s not the shadow on the silvery moon, it’s not the bottom of a red balloon. The ____’s not a girl or boy, it’s not a ball or any toy. It isn’t hers, it isn’t his, it’s not what you might think it is. The ____isn’t rocky or rough, it’s small enough and tall enough. It really is the proper size it’s really right before your eyes. But what IS IT; this____ here? Is it part of the atmosphere? I won’t tell you the answer now.. but I’m sure you’ll guess it, anyhow…… Reply Troy A. Xavier July 1, 2018 Dust? Reply wendy lee klenetsky July 1, 2018 You got it! But I hope it made you think a while.. Caroline Bardwell July 1, 2018 Air? Reply wendy lee klenetsky July 1, 2018 Almost but not quite.. C.M. Rivers July 1, 2018 Whether one of the wise or a deliberate fool, unless you are half of the rarest jewel you gradually come to understand things certainly won’t go as planned. It’s not a husband or a wife who’ll stay with you all of your life. Not any other person, realistically or actually. Neither dog, statistically, nor cat, factually, or lover, friend, bird, or turtle. Sorry – this might hurt a little. It is by no means a multiple-choice question, and may give you a headache, or indigestion. Whether diagnosed with perfect health or cancer, it’s true-or-false and you know the answer. Reply Zachary Dilks July 2, 2018 “Neither dog, statistically, nor cat, factually” was very funny. I don’t know why, but my guess is leaning towards hope. Reply Monching Llena July 1, 2018 What has love but does not adore? It has box but does not restore, It has no shape but fits in a ring, It’s a no dance but used to swing. Monching Llena Philippines Reply Zachary Dilks July 2, 2018 I have two guesses and the first is locket. Reply Remy Dambron July 1, 2018 Due to my bipolar presence, I am both stormy and passive, With solar winds and lunar lures, my surf-face rarely placid. Fueling terrestrial climate, my wind and water are indispensable, Even if at times, their devastation’s indefensible. I’m a beautiful beast of nature, who only remains the same by changing, With my tempests, tides, and streams that I’m continually rearranging. My forces aren’t hormonal, they’re by-products of a shared environment, As a result the exchanges induced are passionate and violent. Reply Zachary Dilks July 2, 2018 I want to say earth, but I feel like I’m wrong. But I’m still going with earth. Reply Caroline Bardwell July 2, 2018 The Moon? Reply Zachary Dilks July 2, 2018 Zachary Dilks Austin, Texas That’s just like me to set down roots Wherever I go Is wherever I grow They’ll whisper me wishes and give the boot To carry their secrets wherever I blow Reply Sr. fatimanayaki.A.C July 2, 2018 When I look around the vast Creation It alerts the ‘Poet’ in me with Inspiration I am before the Creator in Profound Adoration Composing a song of a new Creation Reply Gangadhar Sivaswamy July 2, 2018 Three poems submitted Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.