Humboldt Heaven Poem by Craig Steiger

A little slice of Humboldt heaven
    Where I took refuge from sudden showers,
    Pushing my borrowed blue bicycle
    Into the dark high-raftered dairy barn.
    A soft sheen
    Played on the tin roof
    As I stroked the moon-eyed pokeys
    In the close pens-
    Then the sun broke through
    And all the wet pebbles shone
    Back to the road
Alike the first day of the world,
    And I was on my way.