Answer:
I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken.
What is red and nailed to a wall?
Upon me you can tread, though softly under cover. And I will take you places, that you have yet to discover. I'm high, and I'm low, though flat in the middle. And though a joy to the children, adults think of me little.
What instrument can make any sound and be heart, but not touched or seen?
He stands beside the road. In a purple cap at tattered green cloak. Those who touch him, curse him.
What language does a billboard speak?