Highway Dawn Poem by Andrew J. Koehn

Six-thirty,
Southbound.
Look left.
See that?
Crisp colors
Rendezvous;
Pale peach,
Gray-blue.

These colors
Work gently.
Waking night,
Pushing dark
From this side
Of the page.
Light accepts
Center stage.

Lower down,
Headlights dim.
Cars take form.
Roadside trees
Silhouette
Sharp outlines,
Paper cutouts
Of pines.

And then-
Live sunbeams
Roughly splash
'Cross treetops.
Calm dawn is
Grabbed away,
Upstaged by
Raucous day.

(10-17-11)