Winter Has Come
Those were the days of joy and fun
Bright days of endless love and bliss
Of happiness, nothing amiss
But clouds have now obscured the sun
The wind is cutting, a near gale
And all the leaves fall, whirl and fly
Those happy days have long gone by
The wind is bringing rain and hail
His face is but a memory
Where is he now? Where has he gone?
What happened and what did go wrong?
Why did he then walk out on me?
A storm is blowing, bringing snow
And winter’s come to
The Oracle
In times of trouble deep and sorrow
Fatigue and plight, fear of tomorrow
On nights infernal and days not blessed
You shall not sleep and come to rest
Refuge you’ll seek in vain, my king
And cannot hear the songs that angels sing
No guiding light will lead your way
And terror reigns; it is the price you’ll pay
Your dream of greatness, grand delusion and mirage unwise,
Has closed your heart and locked the door to paradise
A recipe that's hard to spoil
Is strips of meat and garlic oil,
Tomatoes, black olives, and spice,
Sweet peppers, salt, and parboiled rice
Iambic tetrameter
The sun was shining from above
Tender and soft and sweet
Wandering through the fields of love
And under blossomed trees
The touch of your hand on my face
Tender and soft and sweet
My heart, why did we fall from grace?
Tell me, why did you leave?