PRETTY GIRLS WITH SIMPLE NAMES

Simple is the sunrise that follows the dawn
As is the sunset before the moonlights spawns
Spawns its illuminescense; moonlight set free
Shining night light for simple eyes to see
Simple are the clouds as they float by
Parade of figures riding the sky
Sharing the wild blue yonda' with the mist and rainbows
Pacing the ground as casted shadows
Simple are the movements of the hands of the clock
With each second ticking away in the speak of tick tock
Marking time, with the future as a mystery
Revealing the present, leaving in its wake, history
All these things have an ordained duty
And from a certain perspective, these things have beauty
As do lovely Donas* and darling dames
Particularly the pretty women with simple names

Mary, Lea, Alice, Elaine
Lily, Lillian, Jillian, Jane
Stephanie, Tanya, Cathy, Dawn
Daphne, Danielle, Yvette, Yvonne
Janice, Joclyn, Joy, Janine
Faith, Hope, Lyla, Irene
Patricia, Pamela, Paula, Pauline
Michelle, Marla, Marilyn, Maxine
Dony, Dossie, Demitria, Darlene
Cynthia, Charmaine, Sara, Celene
Darla, Donna, Dominique, Denise
Carla, Kenya, Kelly, Catrice
Nancy, Natalie, Norma, Nebraska
Tracy, Tammy, Marsha, Natasha
Cheryl, Cybil, Chantelle, Cheri
Angela, Laura, Susan, Marie

Tramaine, Tammy, Tina, Tory
Roberta, Rhonda, Ronice, Rory
Clarice, Constance, Candace, Cory
Lana, Lynnette, Lisa, Lori
Tamera, Tisa, Trinity, Truth
Areatha, Renee, Remy, Ruth
Rachel, Rose, Rochelle, Rita
Amy, Anne, Andrea, Anita
Wanda, Willow, Wilma, Juanita
Eve, Eva, Evelyn, Evita
Sandra, Sharon, Slyvia, Sophia
Melanie, Melody, Monique, Maria
Mariah, Millicent, Mable, Morine
Jaquelyne, June, Jamie, Josphine
Joyce, Janet, Janette, Janise
Barbara, Brenda, Betty, Bernice

Simple is the water that covers the ocean floor
As are the waves that brush against the shore
That provides reliefe to hot summer sand
Brought on by the breeze; Gods' breath; a fan
Simple are the palm trees as they wave in the wind
Blown by an ordained breeze again and again
A breeze, that in its own right, a melody sings
Simple, yet strong enough to support eagles wings
Simple are children in their own defense
Clothed in the righteousness of innocence
Nievite is a virtue, with experiences new and sure
And until sullied by life, their spirits are pure
All of these things are beautiful in their own regard
Innocence, nature; Gods handy work unbarred
But that which He formed for the rib of man, placed in a female frame
Is beauty to behold, even more so with simple names

Written by: K. Charles (a.k.a. K-JiO)
(c) 2001