The Spinifex Pigeons

After lunch, I return to my chair at the bench
and my laptop waiting to write long emails,
but movement just outside the window
catches my attention better than the screen.
A dozen Spinifex pigeons have gathered
on the dirt roadway to bob their spiked
heads at a minute food source in the ground,
their crests bouncing to a rhythmic melody
I cannot hope to hear through the witTndow.