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Night Music

I saw sounds at night,

altering the shapes of trees,

tickling shadows,

dancing on an owl's tongue,

I saw sounds skipping

from door to door,

rattling the letterbox,

slipping into dreams,

I saw a gentle drumbeat

chase a prancing fox,

amongst a tiny applause

of closing flowers

From Daydreams and Jellybeans

Poem First published in The Caterpillar, Spring 2018

Poem and illustration by Alexander Wharton from Daydreams and Jellybeans

The Paint Job

Nobody sees him

and nobody knows,

the man who paints

the lines on the roads,

My road was bare,

Not a single line there,

until one day I woke to find

that they were everywhere!

White dashed lines,

struck sweet through the middle,

perfectly straight

without a single squiggle,

He must have swimming pools

full of paint, Gleaming white!

to fill his tins and head off

in the dead of night,

With a single brush

and a simple code,

PAINT STRAIGHT WHITE

LINES ON EVER ROAD!

Is an Illustrated pamphlet of poems created by Alexander Wharton.

"These poems are fun, imaginative thoughtful and dreamy.

They are poems to ignite curiosity and observation whilst being inclusive and compassionate. "

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