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 Am a Writer Too
You’re a writer? I am too. My brother is. My father is. We all write. I am asked to critique, but I refuse, for I am not a critic or an influencer. My muse Trixie yells things - kick them, run away, hit them in the head. She is much more daring than I and cares not for social cues. When I write something politically outrageous, I blame Trixie. She loves the attention – twirling with happiness at the acclaim. My show-off, extraverted personae; I am the one who slinks away. Drawing cartoons about you, to appease my other selves. I write ten to thirty poems a day; this may not sound like much. But I had this as my goal three years ago, and I have met it. I am constantly writing around my job, you cannot ask people though. They do not know. They think I am typing important stuff for work. I am throwing poems and stories onto clean crisp white pages. I stop everything I am doing when humans come in with spying eyes. I do not tell anyone I am a writer; okay, maybe two people know. The rest of them would just say “I’m a writer too” so I keep mum.
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