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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I’ve lost more prose Driving in my car, than I’ve written navigating traffic, for they often come unbidden poems form like magic. not minding where. I can’t release the wheel They haven’t the discipline to make words stick. to be pen and paper aware. Rhymes won’t congeal These lines evaporate in air. in my automobile. Many yell “toilet paper”, Often in the kitchen I need another kind, poetry takes shape. oh, so hard to find Should I drop a plate inside the shower or let water over boil? when rhymes cross my mind. No, so I hesitate .. Bathroom poetry hour losing the wordy-roll defies my writing power. born from within my soul. Enjoying the outside Drifting off to sleep, such as beach or lake, laying in my bed, poems will overtake stanzas fill my head. my joyous reverie I know they’ll escape and I must forsake and remain unsaid. the tune gifting me - My memory won’t cooperate. let it be, set it free. The lines will disintegrate. Is it fated error, is it sad waste, if words come too late to be convenient for me to paste? Should I resent them dying unspent? ... CayCay May 5, 2020
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