Only pigeons can tell

Anticlimactic summer

burst with shower

in June’s opening act

Fertile world beyond the doors

We communed with raindrops

Rhythm upon the roof top

like a steel drum

Mildewed and faded

green tarps are loosed

Reveals dusty, battered grand

Bare feet in the dirt floor

gently touched those keys

Sending stark minor chords

to echo in acoustic void

While you danced naked

in the rain

Those notes forever

captured in the timbers above

for generations of pigeons to know

A Darby afternoon

Singular in circumstance

A tale that

when I’ve gone

Only pigeons can tell