Riddle Poem

Discover the past, present, future, and even the unknown.
I am the exit of reality, for awhile at least.
I feel the grasp of hands and stare back into curious eyes.
I may answer questions or leave you with wonder.
What am I?


Answer:


Madsen, Victor. "Rare Books." 06 June 2008. Picture. The Royal Library. 05 March 2009.

Found Poem

Poisonous Wonders Building Tough Business.
Copycats Consume Average Overflow.
Winging it.
Control Is Power.
Equal Flair Different Taste.
Kids Caught Duck Amuck With Litter
Busy Nights Drive Snack Power.
Smelly Apes Cuddle Tigers.
In Case You Ever Wonder.

Acronym Poem

Jolly
Open minded
Spontaneous
Loves tattoos and piercings
Young
Native of Montana

Random
Optimistic
Sister of 2
Easily entertained at times