Amaryllis

Posted: February 14, 2008 by Will Shetterly in art

Amaryllis at my back door
Swear to God it wasn’t there before
Growing tall from the cold hard ground
Red and green
What’s a hothouse flower like this
Doing in the land of winter’s kiss?
I do believe I’ve seen a sign
I do believe it.

Mississippi she weaves and winds
Makes her way from the northern pines
Land-locked water is ocean-bound
To New Orleans
Sunlit water come take my joy
To wash the skin of a southern boy
I do believe I’ve seen a sign
I do believe it.

Crazy wind blows across the land
African drum in an Irish band
Dream tattooed in the palm of your hand
Walls slip away like a pillar of sand

Sister lookin’ for the hand of fate
Maybe better try a change of state
Shake your life like a dusty rug
Out the kitchen door
New world springing from the shell of the old
You can’t say now you were never told
I do believe I’ve seen a sign
I do believe it.

© 1995 Emma Bull