Contained wildness.
Is that an oxymoron, like
Organized chaos?

It is what I ask for 
In my backyard, but is 
At odds with the desires of others.

My modus operandi
In a nutshell.
Unlimited wildness is frightening.

I step outside the box …
But just with one foot.
Testing the waters.

Yet, my reputation remains
Slightly unruly.
Not always the “good girl”.

Admonished many times,
As a child, to
“Look before you leap”.

Rebellion was
Jumping in with both feet.
Damn the consequences.