Riddle: Salmon need me. Gravity uses me. At a distance I look gorgeous, but get too close and I become hazardous. If you do see me, I am usually pretty tall. What am I?
Riddle: Of them beware - keep your distance, What happens to them is none of your business. But talk to one, and oh you'll see, Themselves no more, will they be. What group of people are they?
Answer: Strangers. Usually you don't associate with them/stay away from talking to them, but if you talk to one, and get to know them, they are no longer strangers.
Riddle: The word I think of is 5 letters long, feel free to correct me if I'm wrong. This word is a source of good, one letter is gone and it's created from burning wood. Take another one away and you and I have a relation, take 1 out and you have a destination. And the last letter is a type of drink. Do you have the answer, do you think?
Answer: Wheat. Marvelous Wheat. Wheat, heat, eat, at, t. How convenient. As for a good, wheat is a good. Heat is created from burning wood. A relation both you and I have is well, we both have to eat. At, is a destination. And T or Tea is a drink. If you guessed right, pat yourself on the back, if you didn't, keep trying I have faith in you!
Riddle: I am and stay a day old, but appear every week, truth betold, but when you are remember me in the morning, you grumble aloud with a face of scorning. What am I?
Riddle: I dance in the wind and I bow to a storm. I grow best in temperatures that are warm. By the riverbeds I like to grow, where the people in boats like to row. What am I?
Riddle: No one can see me, hear me, feel me, or smell me. Yet, if you tell me... I can do all those things and more. Every person, animal, amphibian (or more) needs me. Without me my wielder will die. I can only be touched when my bearer is dead, and I can only be used if my bearer lives. You can create me cooperatively, but cannot create me manually. What am I?