Answer:
Only two backbones and thousands of ribs.
When you stop and look, you can always see me. If you try to touch, you cannot feel me. I cannot move, but as you near me, I will move away from you.
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high, Eastern art from ancient time, Name me now and solve this rhyme.
It's got twists and turns, but has no curves. Twist it to fix it, turn it to ruin it. What is it?
Plant whose name sounds like a dish full of dairy spread.
A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.