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 the photo graphic, 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.

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Adjusting Appetizing Palates. I have sampled the variety, I am the one who has tasted life; The one who has had a taste of life. Rarely indulged in the main course- Seldom a full meal- I come hungry- To leave satisfied... I want more substance. Sampled the world on wooden toothpicks. I have had itty bits of everything. Piecemeal offerings to try entice my loyalty. Old ladies with new recipes passing them around on trays in supermarkets of the world. I come back for more free samples. The more I have traveled the more I have sampled life. Moi-Moi- and peanut butter stew. I have tasted life with different seasonings and spices - Tried a variety of cultural dishes - Some bland, some spicy Tried the soul food of each one's pride as I swallowed mine. I have never gained control of my soul. It wandered with me sampling life on platters. Now desirous of healing-fish soup. I wanted more – Traveled; Partook of more – Tasting life's offerings from the - rich to the poor. Drank out of Chrystal as well as tin cups. I have eaten from Chinaware, and drank from gourds, I have supped on Hors-d'oeuvre and canapes'; Inner-voices led me to hot rocks and tepees— Sweat camps with medicinal potions. Tasting life in places where strange medicine men reside. I have eaten rice in 2000 languages. In Asian and Indian tongues. I swapped collard greens for callaloo; Then stepped up to taste breadfruit - Filled up on Ackee and Saltfish a Exotic palatable dish. Though never full off of life – Not gluttony statutes yet, I have done more than get my “whistle wet" Still, I am glad: “Oh, how grateful to be alive”. Able to sample the tender morsels of appetizers so fine. Even though I am a Connoisseur of fine wine. …and have enjoyed plenty tidbits of earth’s great bounty-- In this life. I have supped in the finest cuisines. Treated royally as if I were a queen. I have supped in mansions, or sat, an ate under exotic trees; Yet, there is nothing so satisfying-and no one abler. As to be back in the hood, trying not to go berserk; Waiting for a slice of Sweet Potato pie for dessert. After getting my grub on, at Grandmas table.
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