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
Tete-A-Tete
There’s just something about rage, Furious and focused, Real yet fleeting, Gaze into an eye of anger, So separate from the other, Driven back, Cold yet unsure, Direction given, Stern and overcast with doubt, Wanting to be heard, Not out of need, Out of desire, Pure power lust, Looking back now it’s noticed, Stuttering vocal inflections, Demands scribbled in the air, And a look of distaste, Knowing it’s not at all true, Saying it anyway. There’s just something about defiance, Rushing in eardrums, Allowing such stoic sight, Causing more than trouble, Fueling the slip of mouth, We all know why this happened, Why this course runs bare, For the pleasure of another, Or selfish gains, Mostly gains, Monotony broken, And getting a kick out of it, Forgetting just the purpose, Recalling most the feeling, Asking a fairness, In an unfair manner, Perhaps it’s hatred, Or anything more than displeasure, Yours to take. A Poem by David A. Cain (Entered in Contest)
Copyright © 2024 David A. Cain. All Rights Reserved

Book: Shattered Sighs