Wanting To Cause Mischief Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Calmly, filled with a quiet vibrant energy, guiding me
through this new day.

Feeling inner senses and desires rising, wanting to take
over and give me pleasure.

Wanting to feel the sensations very much, writing and
being tantalized by every single note being played.

Attuning my mind to tones and sounds of an inner life,
giving intellect the power to create whatever I choose.

Combing ideas and thoughts selectively, deciding to do
things ordinarily not done just for the fun of it.

Feeling mischievous and devilish, wanting to cause mis-
chief, thinking of different things to do.

Knowing that they will shock people that know me, because
normally I am quiet and shy.

People forgetting most of the time that still waters run
deep, and I am very deep within.