The Get Together

Come Over,

They said

Lets  get together,

Paint the town

Red.

 

Deciding what to wear

a sure way to despair

....finally

choose something

that has a bit of me

and a lot of

fashionable

anonymity.

 

  As couples

  and singles arrive

  drinks are served

  soft fizzy ones

  for fair ladies

  Scotch on the rocks

  Oh! there's a whole stock

  of booze

  but.. don't make a noise

  thats for the boys..

(girls.. go help in the kitchen, please!)

 

 Is it unwitting

 or deliberate

 that

 male and female

 separate?

 Or is it because

  our worlds are apart

  we wouldn't know

  where to start

  to talk,  really talk

  to each other?

  The boys are

  in a group

  guzzling away

  joking and comparing

  who can tell

  the dirtiest

  joke for today.

Conversation moves

 from movies to cricket

 politics, pay brackets

 then settles

 on the newest, latest

 car

 that's now in the market.

 

The women

end up

in  intimate twosomes

sharing

 insights and wisdoms

 about

 relationships, life

 marriage, strife

 children,

 its a tight rope walk

 having a career,

being mother and wife-

finding space to be ourselves

 but here  we talk

 share tips

 on how to make it easier

or maybe even, better?

 

 The boys  get higher

 and higher

  each trying to outdrink

  the  other.

  If that does'nt  work

  they can always

  brag with a smirk

  about how much

  they drank

  at the last get-together.

  

When the food is all eaten

 and the booze stops to flow

 the party's over

 it's time to go..

 you look for your spouse

 and return to your house

"together".

 

  The singles are free

  to give each-other

  the look-over

  some exchange murmurs

  even telephone numbers

  others steal quiet kisses

  in the hall

  make earnest  promises

 to visit or to call.

  

  Now everyone's waiting

  for the next

 “get together”