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
An Ode To Turkeys
An Ode to Turkeys By Dane Smith-Johnsen I There was a time, year one thousand A.D U.S. turkeys faced a brand new plight. Usefulness seen. Native American's hunting delight. The white meat of a turkey is quite lean. So much healthier than man knew before, Nothing one ever could say, In any way, Would make Americans free turkeys anymore. II Thanksgiving comes and goes. Wild turkey gobbling slows. Ben Franklin watched their plight. Nominated, though laughter did flare. Turkeys beneath the moonlight Were beautiful out there. Ben suggested, turks as the nation's bird. But eagles know, it was not so. And turks in history endured this nations birth. III Although wild turkeys can run fast and fly, Toms might in spring be found. Fluffing, dancing around. Caruncle and waddle shiny, bright red Courting the hens, showing off, prancing, not dead. Although turkeys fly strong, The hunters by day kept watch in the fields. Until, Old Tom, no more sang passion's song And hens under bushes sat on eggs long. When chicks hatched out and played their mother shields. But on Thanksgiving Day... Run away! Note: Carolyn, thanks for the video suggestion. It is very funny. I decided to post the link here. The HISTORICAL one is found at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w1213z9KHNs (TIME HEALS ALL: We do LOVE you, MOTHER ENGLAND... from you we were BORN.) The HYSTERICAL one is found at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnLyqBtU_F8 ENJOY the FUN!
Copyright © 2024 Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things