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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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Letting the Fingers Tell the Stories
Pounding, constantly pounding on an old Brother typewriter now so antique: letting the fingers tell the stories with fatigue, but tons of paper I trashed improving! Thinking, deeply thinking by delving into vivid imagery: to bring to life scenes belonging to a brief youth that was fleeing, but not living it fully...it took away all joy and ingenuity! Pounding, constantly pounding... sipping coffee, catching breath while rewriting and editing: I didn't have to meet a certain deadline battling hell; no editors to appease...no rejection letters in the mail! I haven't auctioned it on eBay; my well-kept typewriter is stored in the dim attic with other popular items of the day: collection plates, baseball shirts and a crucified Lord! Pounding, constantly pounding on an old typewriter now so antique; I spent endless nights by this window writing: dreaming of fame...never considering critique! What I cherished about fancy verses was not their richness but their meaning; I shouldn't have kept them short: avoiding any revelation of personal feeling! Pounding, constantly pounding on keys that needed a rest on weekends and special holidays, but dedication didn't allow any cheating: it impelled me to think and type, letting the fingers tell the stories!
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