White Silence:

Poets need their space
That white fiber paper,
And good flowing words
To pull off their caper.

They need a great mind
That's full of ideas,
Alittle bit of mystery
You get the idea.

A soul full of intrigue
And a heart full of will,
To pick up that pen
And show off their skills.

No experience is needed
Nothing except words,
Those crazy little letters
That repeat what they heard.