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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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Can'T Make Me Stop
Can't make me love you less than vapor’s cloud spins pillowed nest, Or star condemns implosion that brings elements to life! Should your love find a treasured home in someone else's chest, Will nature shrug off color if, at last, you're not my wife? A rainbow’s curving beauty signals flooding won’t return, And how much more do seasons offer hope that comes in Spring, All blossoming in seed’s rebirth! It’s wrong that lovers yearn For seasons change? Though flowers fade, may vines yet find a string. My poem’s not a fragile path or breadcrumbs on the ground, That worms devour or leaves obscure, its music’s waves move air That carries birdsong, rhyme as well. I pray its Truth’s not drowned! Oh, let all magic conjured up, serve faith, that none forswear! Though boundaries restrain us all, let metered verse contest The limits poets buy into, imaginations soar Through dark fields, photons race to plumb! Let no muse be depressed By wagging tongue or sullied rhyme, man’s future’s just one door! Brian Johnston 25th of April in 2019
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Book: Shattered Sighs