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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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See What Ahm Saying
By: Vicki Acquah CAN YOU SEE WHAT I AM SAYING WHEN I PAINT PICTURES WIT MY TONGUE. CAN YOU UNDERSTAND THE AESTHETICS OF MY HEART - AS I DRAW FROM THE UGLY- REALITIES OF OUR PHYSICAL CONDITIONS CAN YOU HEAR THE DEPTHS OF MY WORDS ECHOING FROM THE CHAMBERS OF MY CHI WHEN GOD IS DISTRACTING ME FROM MY EARTHLY BEING. CAN YOU UNDERSTAND THE LANGUAGE OF MY SOUL- WHEN HES EXTRACTING- THE BEAUTIFUL FROM ME. Showing me what he wants me to be see-ing IF GOD is love,and love is purity and purity is poetry then poetry must be the yen- and the yang- of the universal language- -of love Love is God and God is all things. Linguistic lyrics- Tongues and languages - Where Gods invokes and meets mans soul to move to feel and then inspire aesthetically I am speaking of loves language, poetry - Balancing us bards- between many worlds We clamor to get back to chasing our own curious dreams- Sometimes we do not want to fly where other souls are soaring nor record what the voiceless voices are saying But we are scribes we write- speak -and we feel the beautiful beings and also feel the merciless We write the yen and the yang of the beautiful--the fruitful- SPIRITS SPEAK TO ME- I am the heartbeat of poetry and then I ask "do you hear me-- And I ask do "SEE what I am saying ? I am God's personal ergonomic metaphor - ah me ? Asking myself "DID I SAY THAT"- Where did that come from I NEVER HAD A CLITOR-ECTOMY-
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