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
Kate's Place
"Well......Howdy, Cowboy!......So, where're ya' from?" A whiskey thirst?? She'll bring you one Dust off your hat, take off your spurs, put down your gun, and share a word. Perhaps, you'd like a little more? A romp upstairs, is a dollar more..., just up those stairs, behind the door Don't hesitate to call her Kate She bets against the cowboy's fate and croons old songs to make a dime Someone else will haunt your mind Kate's your gal. One of a kind ! She owns the joint, the town saloon... She totes a gun, and wears a smile She doesn't play by any rules! She smells of booze, and strong perfume Was burned by love, and kisses spurned, Is cured of dudes, will turn a cheek Ya think she's sweet? Don't cross that street... Red satin dress, her bosom spills, Her gun still smokes. Six lovers killed A painted face, and lips of red But you can't forget, last night in bed... Who are these strangers, that circle the room? Drenched in whiskey and dust of doom, drinking it straight, in the dim saloon? She holds all the power, a new silver dollar A petticoat pistol, in the gambling squalor Ya' can't escape ....... a date with Kate ! _________________________________
Copyright © 2024 Carrie Richards. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things