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.



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Russet Red Vision At the Edge of the Green Creek
Scabbard symbol enchanted flowers opal potion milky skin Gold-embroidered purple robe , green eyes flashing stars. Beautiful faintly beeswax smell in village meadow chamber Horse's necklace "clack! clack! clack" sleek coat bobbed tail. Velvet lined rose queen , green tree snake salty evening air Tea tree branch , topiary mazes , old Kingdom noonday sun. Fresh dawn , wood ash , surrounding woods, veil of mist Twisting and turning , sliding and re-arranging themselves slender fingers pulled the needle back and forth on the loom Nuzzling against his face an eager lip/nostril whiffling noise Ice crystals etched along its blade felt the glow of his spirit took a deep breath voice tiny siver bell with a high sweet note. Brightly wrapped box he suddenly smiled a number of times Wispy tendrils of red curls straggled free of their satin ribbon She paused to feed a thread of scarlet into the pattern of blue. They continued up the hill , beyond the ridge they saw the King riding , his amber-coloured stallion charged ahead of his men at the edge of the creek , green with ferns and rich moist moss.
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