Hour Twelve – Write about gathering with others. The specifics are up to you.

 

The Joy of Human Interaction

 

Lockdown – I thought I had been fine

Complacent in a cosy home all mine

Wandering all day from room to room

Meeting friends and family on zoom

 

Then out into the world we burst

When it was clear we were over the worst

And at once we saw what we had missed.

People. People. People. One item on that list.

 

Oh, the joy of inane chatter

with strangers on streets, the heady patter.

 

It didn’t matter what was said

Communication then, was not dead.

 

Muffled through glass partitions and masks

‘How would you like to pay?’ she asks

Oh, the unmistakable, unforgotten thrill

to chit-chat with the girl at the till.

 

Words being exchanged, conversation made

You walk on after, but the smile, it stayed

This is what us humans need

Our battery juice, on what we feed.

 

This Joy of Human Interaction