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Exposure: Part II


"Yes, then I am filled with hate," she replied.

"You need to let it go. I know....I used to be filled with cold hatred.
Let it go. People can violate your body,
but it doesn't mean your soul is also violated -
not always.
Your body is only on loan anyway.
The soul is truly yours."

We moved even further away from the music and lights,
until we eventually found ourselves outside.
The sleet had stopped falling,
and amongst a crowd of pigeons sitting on a wire,
a Raven was perched on a buzzing halogen lamp.

Clouds broke apart, exposing a crescent moon hanging from a winking star
like a Christmas ornament, or an earring of night herself.
Not fixed, but dangling,
always moving and changing.


"Breathe in deeply. Focus in on the star,
pretend that you are casting your eyes up to the moon like a fishing line.
Begin reeling in your mind."

"Seems like a silly game to me."

"Please try it."

The Raven was watching us from its perch.
I breathed in and out deeply,
opening up my lungs and heart to the sky.

I turned to her and asked, 
"Do you feel hate coming from the Raven perched over there?"

"No, not that I can tell."

"Remember. You can still become someone's Queen.
People can violate your body, but your soul can stay intact.
Even if you doubt it right now."

She pulled out some napkins from her purse,
handed them to me, and asked, "Will you write it down for me?"

-And so I did-

January 1st, 2012

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  1. Date: 6/8/2012 12:53:00 AM
    mind blowing and heart felt.

  1. Date: 5/11/2012 5:04:00 PM
    god body you!!!! amazing write!

  1. Date: 2/6/2012 2:59:00 AM
    12 noon is no time for a grown woman to cry...I'll have to fav this one too...took the wind out my sails you did... :)

  1. Date: 1/12/2012 12:30:00 PM
    Captivating! A very interesting and intriguing read. Held my interest and attention throughout. Hate is a cold thing, isn't it? You describe it well, here. Sometimes, being that stranger in the crowd, even when that crowd is full of friends and contemporaries, it gives us a unique perspective on things - things that no one but the stranger can recognize. And yet, we find, the others don't consider us a stranger - it is only us, ourselves who label as us the stranger. Strange, isn' it?

  1. Date: 1/6/2012 8:26:00 AM
    Chris your words always leave me breathless as to their awesome meaning.. thankxx for special blog comments and wishes.. so happy u are my friend among so many .. enjoy many blessings in 2012.. sweetheart says hi to vomiticus..luiv..

  1. Date: 1/3/2012 11:54:00 PM
    Yup, this is the type of write that stays with you-- I know I will be remembering this for a long time and think about that woman. These longer writes of yours are really great, I hope that you re-post that "Forbidden Touch" write of yours. That's another unforgettable favorite from you. oh btw, you talked about how my poem had strong thoughts, I could say even more so with yours! this is a super write!

  1. Date: 1/3/2012 11:49:00 PM
    I honestly love it when you write this way-- oh Wow. I can't help but think that this is yet again based on an actual experience... you write so well when you tell a story-- I love how you say "reeling" in that hate and of how you were so empathetic to the woman. That description of the crescent moon was just awesome.I truly admire women who have been abused and still keep their souls, you're so right, our bodies are on loan, but we keep our souls. Bravo to you for helping this woman in your way

  1. Date: 1/3/2012 7:45:00 AM
    I don't think its fair to describe this wonderful poem as a Bathos, but that ending leaves one wanting more like say part 3/4/5 etc. it interesting i wonder, if you are your poetry, or just the opposite, I am talking personalities here. you certainly take us on wonderful journeys. Happy New Year. harry

  1. Date: 1/2/2012 7:00:00 AM what point did I give you permission to make me CRY!!!!! ....this is so strong....I believe I know this one you write of...she is plastered all over the newspapers when human rights screams out loud..Then she is suffocated by political correctness! This is gripping, deep, and a Monet of your heart's song, Chris! Happy New Year! I love it...both parts..altho each one does stand alone! Gwendolen

  1. Date: 1/2/2012 5:34:00 AM
    Is this a true story? I think you have given her some real wisdom. I enjoyed this one, both parts, very much. Hugs, Catie :)

  1. Date: 1/2/2012 12:33:00 AM
    oh yeah no matter how long it is if the subject matter iinterest me I will read it.. I actually want to send these two parts to my email addy and read it in its entirety.. Hope that's okay with you..

  1. Date: 1/1/2012 8:18:00 PM
    Wow!! For some odd reason I am awake already and I decided to head on over here.. I have no words on the emotions you stir in me with this write and all I can do is just exhale and take it all in without the need to analyze like I normally do.. This is a gem Chris!! I honestly love both parts.. Love W

  1. Date: 1/1/2012 7:48:00 PM
    A very interesting write here Chris.After the first one I couldn't wait to get to the second one. Great job! :-)