Bitter and Sweet

I am allergic to raspberries.

For years, I did not understand this.

I thought that people enjoyed their bitter flavour,

The way they made mouths tingle and swell.

I thought it was normal to cringe as the succulent bubbles popped

And more of that sweet-bitter poison traced its way down my throat.

We could grow few other fruit,

But we could grow raspberries.

Thousand of raspberries in drinks,

In desserts,

In the half-rotten smell of their unpicked fruit,

Baked in the summer’s heat.

No-one could understand why I did not like them,

And so I determined the problem was me,

And the strange flavours only my mouth could find.

I am allergic to raspberries,

And I no longer have to try to find-

The sweet in the bitter.

IMG_9824Beautiful and bitter

It is hard to walk out of step with the world.


For more differences of taste, my fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor, is available here. Its sequel, With Honor Intact, can be found here.

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