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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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My Elusive Muse Trixie
Trixie has disappeared, tired of writing mushroom poems I guess. Come out, I say. I cannot pen missives without her, I confess. She has left me in a bind, in the dust, in a totally bereft mess. I will do whatever you want I say, casually meaning more or less. Trixie pops up long enough to suggest Coleridge, she has nerve! I am not an Old Master; Trixie is vim, sass, vigor, zing and verve! Okay, what about Poe? She says, the only thing is, he was a perve. I pussyfoot around her next suggestion as she rounds a curve. Trixie is very much in charge of what I do, write or say. She can make or break me with my words every single day. I do not know how she got the reigns of my pen so dapple gray. But she is the one I turn to if I want my words to sway. So I promise her the moon, rice krispie treats and other gooey things. She is slapping a tambourine, and deems herself one of the kings. I give her all the credit, for I have learned lessons the hardest way. And in order to write poetry I need Trixie my muse back today!
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