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
A Night On the Town
A Night On The Town While searching for a book, one that I hadn’t yet read I stumbled upon a critter and this is what he said: Although the library is quite cozy and nice; Could you fancy a night out for the right price? Howsabout we meet by the bibliotheca shrub? A groundhog as I adores a good Punxsy pub. Grab your coat and throw on your hat. I’m ready to have a friendly chat. I looked him in the eye and asked him his name With delight, he said, “You’re unaware of my fame. My friends call me Phil, so I suppose you should too Let’s blow this joint” And away we flew We wandered the streets of this charming town Visiting shops and pubs, up the street and down We feasted on grub and guzzled much drink Then, Phil looked at me with a very hard think “My friend, it’s been fun but it’s three in the morning.” And he tottered down the street without any warning I watched as he burrowed under the library steps Down on my knees and behind him I crept His words fell on my ears as he waddled out of sight “My friend, it’s time for you to go as the sun soon brings light. You see, I don’t mean to complicate. But in the morning, I must prognosticate. Meet me again: fight your way through the mob. That tree over there; in Gobblers knob. In just a few hours, at the light of the day; Meet me again; and don’t delay.” I did just that; I waited on the lawn When Phil came out with a stretch and a yawn With a wink and a smile, his eyes met me with regard Then a man handed me a note. His name was Gerard. “This note is from Phil. Don’t tell anyone he can talk, or find you I will.” I took the note from this cryptic subversive And found it to be written in splendid cursive "Thank you for the night, full of libations and cheer Let’s do it all again. Meet me same time next year."
Copyright © 2024 Maureen Leuba. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things