On the Verge of October...

Or very nearly that, anyway.  It seemed meet to me that I get in at least one pseudo-post before September was out.  And how that month has flown away from me!  As ever, dear readers, I crave your indulgence for my extended leave....

For the present, then, I offer a few literary morsels to tease your little grey neurons.  Two have made their appearance already in The Crusader, and one (the first) is on its way to publication hopefully in this coming month's issue.  Good luck, then, and guess away!  Answers can be found on the "Answers" page above.

1M.
I point with three hands

I run without feet

I count without words

What am I?

  

2M.
Spreading arms

Above, below

Falling hands,

New ones grow

What is it ?

3M.
Tied to the floor

Laps at the roof

Mouth is the door

Jailer, the tooth

What is it?