cloudspeak: a collection of haikus

Olivia Bello ~ Grade 10

on a blue-sky day
they say the clouds will whisper

i want to hear them.

my hand touches sky
i close my eyes and listen

i hope, but nothing.

should i try once more?
i want to hear the clouds sing

i will wish again.

the sky is blue, bright.
i reach my hands to heaven. . .
the clouds are speaking.

this may be magic

just one hope, and sound appears

there is music here.