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
Ocean Circe
Ocean (Circe) Clearly an abyss, you paint your lips blue, adorn yourself in light's zirconium-hue- masquerading as some golden gem, laden Queen. Lying in your bed in waiting, offering the possibility of adventure, of hidden world's of retreat. Your magic mesmerizes and flaunts. Teases with possibilities imagery. Endless font. Stories to sell. Corrupting your fools, licking your taunts upon their feet. Mermaids minions in seductions reflection so demure. Reflecting the sky with their tails. You are a sourceress, a prostitute and a street, storefront sign purely forged in a spell. A true window to your soul and it's keep, that rolls like a dungeon on the back of a Great turtle. That of a corrupting changeling, unpurely-changing with every phase shift of swell. Your great alchemy is fusing illusion with serenity's false sleep. With your ambitions that run silent, and run deep amongst that subsiding pillow. Your platform for your maelstrom of sinking- through Azurine- dreams. Your quicksilver beads above the morpheant sands that flows so easily, like the lies that lie beyond men's reach.
Copyright © 2024 Jude Herrick. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things