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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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Autumn Birds
AUTUMN BIRDS Heading home, toward the sun; its long drawn-in breath of twilight, sucking the last gasps of birds toward its mouth, I glimpse a flock of sparrows, gathered up in squalls to forage the last bruised fruits of summer, and know winter is approaching. Waves of starlings and ocean spray sparrows, splashing across the sky, gust like the rib of a wind sock, a white sheet falling upon winged chairs, saying time has come to head South. Seeking comfort among circles, when the weather turns and daylight dwindles, they gather at dusk, With cropped wings, bank the air then swoop down to roost like the evening’s frost condensing on the trees. It is the ebb of Summer, its last glimmer; The sweeping undertow of geese carrying shells disappear in the dusk and are swallowed by the sun, like a river, drowning every echo from our mouths. John Tansey
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