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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 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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A Hobo's LAST RIDE
I am Not a poet An old cuss riding words Once a lad jumping on rail cars I was I was A young hobo Troublesome skipping school Down to the Ohio River Happy Happy Feet dangling free My rod, knife, and rucksack Raiding gardens along the way Humming Humming God’s sheet-music Wind turning my pages Far from my piano bench I’m Away Away Practicing joy Tomatoes and onions Between Angeline’s homemade bread Feeling Feeling My heart beating Excitingly I jump As crafty as a nimble fox Stalking Stalking At river’s edge Carefully step-stoning In ghostly fog Invisible I am I am Not a poet Just a gnarly hobo My bones rattling in a boxcar Of words Of words Disconnected Clacking consonants chugging on For naught For naught I ride dark notes Melodies mishappen Old hobo fingers laden play Jazz Noir gv 2019. Cinquain Chain or Corona of Cinquains is stanzaic invented verse made up of a series of Crapsey Cinquains linked in a chain or corona by the last line of each cinquain repeated as the first line of the next cinquain. As a young boy I found retreat in three places . . . I was fascinated by trains and I loved Fishing: In our steel town the R.R. tracks, where the steam locomotives constantly belched by, were only a stones throw from our house. Before the light of day I loved jumping rail-cars which would me take me down to the Ohio River to explore and fish for hours. There were amazingly colorful robust family garden plots along the way which I selectively plucked. Or I was in the woods, exploring streams, making maps, climbing trees & creating secret hideaways. Or burying myself in books of adventure. (I did not like practicing piano, though I did love playing my trumpet)
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