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
Razzmatazz
Razzmatazz. A long lost song From a long lost band, Pulp Freed from your Orange Juice, Hailing from Scotland, who’s final king Was Forest Whittaker, trophy winner The only one Cleveland’s ever seen (but apparently, it rocks) With its gray skied eyes and Factory blacked lungs, A cancer felt but not seen-everything gives you Cancer. Joe Jackson has a good point, and a good beat Down this song is on your ears, like a Bullet to the Head Courtesy of four angry boys raging against the machine Yes you god damn library printer, lying through your teeth To frustrated, harried people lying In the hands of god. John Lennon didn’t believe in you, why should I? Why should I care, I’m out of my brain on the Train, That two hit wonder coming to Cleveland July 9th, Five days after the fireworks are lit Indoors by Elvis Costello, with the cigarette Of Ben Folds, over smoky, deep purple waters Much prettier than Erie, that eats away the bones-- Well put Thom Yorke, unrelated to the Duke Who built a city, then built it anew on Amsterdam Not the kind Chris Martin locked away With keys of Ebony and Ivory.
Copyright © 2024 Chris Kane Jr.. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things