Nostalgic Blues
"Ask Me in December" A Babs Iverson Production/Challenge
🎼 Hot southern cornbread on a brisk, sunny day,
reminds me of the beauty of September.
Mama baked the best while listening to Como.
That, I choose to remember...
She’d sing and dance all by herself,
ever since pa left us that November.
But when we curiously asked her where he went, she said,
"Ask me in December."
~
December on my mind
December one more time
December got the blues
Decembers’ not for you.
~
She once said we can be anything we want
just be nice to all people.
The reverend repeated the same lesson
underneath the churches’ steeple.
One, good thing is for certain,
us siblings had a good ole time,
fishing down by Keith Jackson's Pond,
or stealing sips of mama's cold wine...
Every pair of ears in town knew
our dad was an ex-offender.
Like saving for a rainy day,
we all waited till December.
But the bastard… he never came back.
~
December on my mind
December one more time
December never came true
December got the blues…🎼
Thank you for stopping by! 😍
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Lamar Wiggins
Creative writer in the Northeast US who loves the paranormal, mystery, true crime, horror, humor, fantasy and poetry.
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[blurry image] Blue eyes. Blonde hair. Female. Pale. Chubby. Last seen wearing a tanktop, shorts, fishnets, and boots. * This individual previously reported missing has again been classified as unaccounted for. * This marks the fifth occurrence within three months. * The subject was last observed standing where they were instructed to stand, answering to their name, [REDACTED], doing what they were told. * Members of the public are reminded that prior recoveries do not indicated resolution. If the individual is encountered, do not assume familiarity implies safety. Do not attempt prolonged conversation. Do not offer transport. * Report any sightings. * -Missing Persons Notice
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Comments (18)
Ooh, Lamar! Ooooooooooooooooooh!!! I'm catching chills whilst feeling my Mama and all the family dinners/get-togethers/ceremonies and how we fell so easy into that rhythm alongside the butt-nekkid realities. This was a poem and then some!
Excellent 👌 Wish I knew the melody so I could hum it!
Well-wrought! I feel like December--as winter encroaches--is an indwelling time, a time for quiet reflection, and though not everything we meet there in our memory is good, it makes us better to come to terms with it. You really hit me with that here. Also just excellent poetic form!
Congrats on the win!🥳
Congatulatoins, Lamar!
Loved the visuals this piece creates. Beautifully written!
As I read this I could imagine the scene and could feel the rhythm of your family. Excellent expressive work!!!
Daddies so good, daddies so bad. Some both good and bad. Still, the fun was had and the cornbread ate, wine drunk and fishing. Nostalgia in December. Brings back memories.
Gosh this was so poignant. Loved your take on the challenge!
Lamar, this is one of my favorites from you. Your mom=amazing!!!
This should be a Blues standard, Lamar! Absolutely wonderful! And, damn, your line 'hot southern cornbread on a brisk, sunny day,' made me hungry and the photo of the skillet cornbread made me salivate.
What a great take on Babs’s challenge! This flowed so well and had that bluesy melancholy tone. Really excellent poem, Lamar!
PHENOMENAL writing! Lovely work my friend!!!!
So soulful and filled with nostalgia and heart!! Amazing contribution to the challenge.
And that's what the blues is all about! Great one Lamar.
Magnificent and loving your Nostalgic Blues!!!💕❤️❤️
Dare I hope you actually have audio for this?
Lamar, you captured the poor family of the 50s South, with a mom doing her best for her boys, despite a rascally husband, perfectly.