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
How Do I Love Thee
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee like the ice-cubed world that has been dropped in Vodka, splashing Pink Nuvo Freezing the sands of time, The Northern sky with the color of sunsets. I love thee Thy soul nude, drunk, and mute beneath the Aurora Borealis... It's mystic music. I love thee in here Beyond skin and ribcages all wrapped up in a cocoon, Breaking through Sprouting in butterfly season, My dear Morpho Menelaus Fluttering my sky into the Mariana Trench the deepest blue... The deepest. I love thee my most quiet need to remain gasped in sighs full of awe. I love thee burning into my vine green veins like the furnace of a forest fire. I love thee in and out of breath. With lungs full of asthmatic. I love thee, Thy love has sunken and engraved it's print into my back dimples. It made its way into the marks my skin refuses to forget Thy love has given my scars meaning, it has made them beautiful. I love thee. With no words No ink, But simple and majestic as a candle's fire blowing in in the dark Yet so present as the aroma of vanilla on skin and the thick of smoke. I love thee.
Copyright © 2024 Tahirih Montes De Oca. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things