Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.



Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

       
Color:

Main/Poem Text

       
Color:
Background Position Alignment:
  | 
 

Upload Image: 
 


 
 10mb max file size

Use Internet Image:




Like: https://www.poetrysoup.com/images/ce_Finnaly_home_soare.jpg  
Layout:   
www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry
My Treasure Beneath the Tides
The murky rolling waves subject to the whims of the February's wind, far above the secluded lighthouse; the roaming aircrafts vanish through thick clouds, leaving behind a trail of hazardous vapors... but the geese and seagulls can't continue their existence! And still the sea offers them its promise, a distant shore untouched by man... by his greedy ways and incompassion, causing the extinction of many species; my reflection is based on fact : we can't survive without them! The stylish wild birds engage, as if striken by a sudden rage, in their frantic, daily dance over the marina, as I listen the melancholic lyrics of " Nessun Dorma "... the exquisite area of Puccini, which comes alive through the extraordinary voice of Bocelli! At four the fog thickens and shrouds the shoreline, the brass lampposts light up with reluctance... to shy away the presence of any ghost; I, in transitive joy, hide my treasure beneath the tides, hoping someone will find it and remember my work... long after my thoughts will be no longer alive!
Copyright © 2024 Andrew Crisci. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things