Bird, the boy said,
pierce the skin of the cloud above
the dark grey cloud.

Or better still, bird, unzipper
the cloud, let the inside rain
tumble out.

But if you can't pierce or unzip,
try peeling it like an orange
and let the juicy rain dribble out.

I'll have my mouth open
and so will this paddock.
Bird, next year's grass seeds and insects
depend on your efforts,
so fly to it
now.