Dumbarton High Street in the rain
getting out of the house for a change of scene
I people watch from Costa
broken brollies lie abandoned
like dead crows flapping in the wind
people click across the road like crochet hooks
heads bent to avoid the rain
as in a Lowry painting
I leave my cosy spot and do the same
anything to break routine
a woman taps me on the arm
coughs like a shovel on concrete
in a scraping rasp she asks the time
time for change I think
outside Poundland now and I look down
spare any change a small voice says
change is what we need I think
along a bit the 206 sizzles to a stop
the doors hiss open and I see the sign
no change given
the rain refuses to let up
Diana Devlin is a Scottish-Italian poet living near Loch Lomond. A former translator, lexicographer and teacher, Diana now writes full time and shares her life with a husband, two daughters, a Jack Russell and two eccentric cats. Her work has been published both online and in print and she is working towards her first collection. She is a member of several writing groups and enjoys sharing her poetry at public events.
Katherine is a poet, blogger and essayist based in Edinburgh. Her blog – 
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