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.



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Drifting Line To Line
Drifting line to line Like an answer it calls, loud voices of the inspired, sipping coffee cups Picking moments like fresh corn, hoping for the sweetest Falling into space in tiny squares of who we are lost in words Requested visits due in time as the door opens, the mat is clean…WELCOME Breathing in search of dreams Still dark outside as bright light finds me and I am here Where I belong…mostly Some love me, some don’t some don’t care one way or the other, but they are all poets, sharing thoughts and ideas, well wishes flourish and sometimes anger, softly ranting Adventures become lone wanderings, lush floral habitats with gardens of fragrant ideas battling the weeds of yesterday, still beautiful when woven in the serendipity, sown of long ago experiences and tomorrow’s promises for those eyes drifting line to line from time to time Human beings, trapped in a world… not trapped, (that was wrong) found living, touching others and soothing hearts Examining feelings with magnified senses Skipping from here to there, dressed up for an evening in Finding direction and offering it Poetry, it is our blood, the rivers we float on hand in hand till we reach the falls and go headfirst into our own written paradise
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