Best Eloise Poems

A funny movie named Boomerang,
had Eddie, Eartha and quite a gang.
Eartha Kitt was Old Lady Eloise,
namesake for scents and the likes of these.
As an elder owner, her body sang.

Eddie Murphy aimed for the top.
Old Lady Eloise was hot.
He cringed to her love notions
to get a...

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She is whipping winds.

Salt,
washing over my hair, eyes, skin.
Numbingly cold waters,
as if just unfrozen,
spilling into, refreshing
the Bay.

She hosts,

An eroded map
Of webbed and pebbled paths.
Barnacle scattered
grit.
Rolling fields of green low tides.
A fisherman’s daydream.
A meeting
Of core and sun.

She is
an awakening,
a renewal,

a provocation of adventure....

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Eloise is a black and white cat

The pads of her feet pink

Her eyes a deep set green

My love for her grows warmer still

A lovely shade of red...

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How elfin her beauty, sweet innocence on the face
of my grandchild who always runs into my embrace.
For a week while I visited, at the first rays of morn,
she tumbled into my bed as if a dandelion, airborne.

"Nana," she would softly whisper, "Are you awake?"
As if...

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Eloise,
Picture of poise, grace at night,
Heartbreak in a long red gown.

She rocks in silent reverie
Her fate
Waiting naked on her lap.

Eloise,
Lying in her cold dark decision,
I place a rose over wounds that could not heal....

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