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
March
First buds emerge in velvet cocoons As dank, dark mornings transform Into frost clad, bright, clean-aired dawns. Grass laden heavy with dew, Nectar of nature to sustain awakening creatures. From deepest winter slumbers, To drink deep the anticipation held in each drop. Static in the air, in our hair, as crunched grasses Make way for warming days, milky moons, And pearlescent sun shards melting The cold of winter soil. Grass, long since recoiled after long summer Parching, burnt and bruised, Now tender and sweet, shoots pushing Up through the loamy layers of frost bitten ground. The scents of spring, almost imperceptible Yet nonetheless I feel them set my belly to flight The excitement for some unknown event, As though a celebratory feast, Honoured to be invited to. Tingling in extremities, no longer from cold But now in joy, in pleasure, In the fruitfulness we know to come to pass, When spring finally announces her arrival Once more.
Copyright © 2024 Emma Goodridge-Hobson. All Rights Reserved

Book: Shattered Sighs