Spring Conflagrations Poem by john tiong chunghoo

early spring
flowers smile and bow
to the cool breeze

the sun shines with
the exact intensity
to enable this heart
to open up, in the
blossoming of
the new season

hastily, iccicles
and snow count away
each last dropp of winter
so that wondrous spring could
take centrestage in time

intoxicated bees buzz
making stops at
the sweetest
and most fragrant
conflagrations
of the latest spring

butterflies flip
their wings
turning each second
of the season
into an artistic and
colourful adventure
for my mind

their excitement
the fashion of a child
the first time he lays hands
on his favourite cartoons

and the birds
spring crystalises
in each clear chirp
amidst their battle of songs