Prompt from Margo Roby: write about an epiphany
Prompt from Poetic Bloomings: write an etheree
Prompt from Poetic Asides: write about opposites
A fruit which once soured both senses and stomach is now acceptable to both; I randomly tried a few slices that were served to me, and found to my great surprise that they went down easily and stayed down quietly. And so, to my new-found acquaintance, the banana:
of pubescent years,
who offended taste buds,
distressed my sense of smell,
quashed my appetite for dinner:
then suddenly, all defenses fade!
wonderstruck, I eat my first banana.