Homeless Dawn

The black gives way

to ever brightening

shades of gray.

Reflections of orange,

yellow ray

off the underbelly

of a lingering storm.

Five new mosquito bites

matching the hours

of uninterrupted sleep

as the commuter traffic

grows and growls

ever so loud

and a light wind remnant

of a car rocking blow,

five hours ago

gives pause and praise

to a homeless dawn.