Ode To The Orchid Poem by john tiong chunghoo

though you are ubiquituous and universally
crowned for your fragrance and gentle beauty
sometimes, to me your tongue sticks out like devil
and your petals appear like the lapels of a clown

that's why i prefer the smaller orchid flowers
they float and bow on the stalks like angels
your colours and grace transport you so
gloriously to the hearts of your fans who
never fail to light up their faces as they
take in your soft textured unique suits of
carmine, tiger stripes, shades of the rainbow,
and whatever mixes they have in between -
thanks to the clone masters

they capture the sights, soothes the feelings and
to the yoga practitoners cleanses their souls
but who knows, who knows, some of you
are mere parasites sitting unprentenstiously
on trees for all your needs to flaunt your loads of egos

and of course, most of you also sit in the best spots
of hearts and are served like kings and
queens by the hands of your love who laugh with
tears in their eyes when you bestow them your
pscychedelic, prismatic and rapturous honours