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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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A line, Maybe a bird traces its way across A canvas of White Stagnate and panning the landscape it becomes enamored by the amount of blank space left From deep within, a glow of Green, blending with yellow and brown hues, begins to wick its way across the feathers of the Bird. It glides close to the ground and encircles the bushes the hues begin to passionately fill them in turning twigs, lightly sketched, in to trees blowing gently in the breeze The bird then glides up toward the breeze catching it, sweeping back across the canvas to wash its wings clean Looking down, a feeling, a muse, causes a glow, near its heart this time filled with violets blues and just a bit of white begins to wick in to its wings over flowing, it begins to flood across and down the rivers, cascading over rocks gently placed by a steady hand Catching another breeze it dips and turns towards the sky allowing the shades of mixed blues to flow gently on to the canvas with each flap of its wings shapely clouds fade in to strings over tree tops giving a once clear sky life the bird begins to dance around the newly formed obstacles slicing tiny details giving movement for the flock to glide through Content with this the bird, the line, or maybe a lost soul, falls in to its place among the sun beams of a perfect day. Soar high, little bird, soar high.
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