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Iou Poems - Poems about Iou


Premium Member Iou
In debt You bet! Bills Met Not yet Upset I fret Offset Regret Posted ; April 25th 2022...

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Categories: iou, creation, fantasy, fun, funny,
Form: Footle
Iou
He wrote a novel, with just 3 letters, on his headstone A novel, that was different, to everyone Timeless, yet eternally grateful He left thanks, for all those he loved Just below, 2 dates, and his name Sat the letters, for all those, who came Once read, they wrote, their stories And no one, ever left the same Engraved in the letters, that...

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Categories: iou, appreciation, death, family, feelings,
Form: Lyric



Premium Member Iou One
I am You are IOU One Let's have fun, Cashing in I am that, I am...

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Categories: iou, forgiveness,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Spring's Coming An Iou In Lieu
Slovenly winter's sojourn lingers, but dwindles away. Petulant cold snaps, squalls and hail the exit price you pay. Riddance wrung from season squeezed by hugs to relent reluctantly. In dawn's budding yolk core, a sign of hope that Spring's door shunt Nurtures renewal, renounces enfeebled winter gloom with enlightened lilt. Get those shoes on, ready for a gamboling, frolicking dance...

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Categories: iou, feelings, hope, spring,
Form: Free verse
A Debtor's Iou
When in life, what's been borrowed come's due. Feel blessed if you get an iou. Just a little more time. When you ain't got a dime. And you can keep the ten in your shoe....

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Categories: iou, allusion,
Form: Limerick



An Iou
An IOU or Changing of the Guard For things to be swell, does your head have to swell? And always have to be bright to ring the bell When you do it a special to buy will appear After a person has made it perfectly clear. It takes two fingers in one hand to form a "V" Which of course you know...

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Categories: iou, betrayal, philosophy,
Form: Couplet
I.O.U.
Drivel dribbled from those lips of ours while climbing streets and chasing cars peeling back our velum skin removing duty, tasks again. Drivel trickled from our sanguine lips reddened by a vibrant sun infinite, treasured, playful trips of youth perfected, minds begun. Drivel fueled creativity in our veins more effective than any lecture more durable than the double AAs powering flashlights at bedtime. Drivel was never just Drivel....

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Categories: iou, adventure, friendship, imagination,
Form: I do not know?

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