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)Required The mechanical components, the valve that pumps my heart The reactive nerve endings that serve a sensory stimulus The tear ducts that latently only lend lubrication The silly little practical necessary body bits, pieces and parts I yawn & it reminds me… I should probably inhale & exhale I smile because it is simply facial muscles that need exercise I do mechanical muscle management to strengthen & maximise Biomechanical body’s like mine don’t simply go frail.. My skin surface is stimulated, & sympathetically constricts.. it must be cold? My mental function set to maintain a neutral base My muscles, skeletal system, ligaments, tendons & bony structures Encapsulated by a mechanised myofascial web, complete the outer mould Organs operate internally as a well serviced engine, its all systems go Emotions just pesky little hormone imbalances, from a time long ago Where we as woman once needed in order to reproduce Will evolution shrink our ovaries as they have outgrown their use? My tongue embraces words, my tongue the sharpened sword I trip stumble & fall and my senses heighten My pelvic floor constricts & I feel it twitch & tighten I massage the distressed muscles & release multiple rewards It’s my body, it’s my temple, my vessel my machine Not some sensitive, high strung weak inferior copy of a male It is supple, soft and silky to the touch, all curves & contours It’s my body, it’s my temple, my vessel my machine……
Enter Author Name (Not Required)