Answer:
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
I am the only thing that always tells the truth. I show off everything that I see. I come in all shapes and sizes. What am I?
I am sometimes referred to as chips
The more holes you cover the lower I go.
I am flora, not fauna. I am foliage, not trees. I am shrubbery, not grass. What am I?
What sphinxes employ and players enjoy.