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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Flame-featured twilight, illuminate fast! Young are the dreams of humanity vast! Age is a mystery museums kept. Poets and prophets in agony wept... Core of the harpsichord, pyramid-shaped. Moorlands and moonlight black lined and blue taped. Volcanic spark flowing downward like wine. Howl at the moon for a woman divine... Thunderbolt, jolt! Once Red Hare was a colt! Genius is golden? Deliver high volt! Soar, O ye war-birds! O raptors, set out! Whisper about what you're wanting to shout... Hunting means compromise? Yes, I suppose. Failure on such tour means feeding the crows. Prey of tyrannosaurs, horror can lurk! Hard work means shirking for average jerk... Flickering foxfire, fan out on the fen. Aim with thy arrows? Yes, but, then again; Deadly are darts and stakes, to vampire hearts. Flavors of arts and crafts, ticklish tarts. Warrior, wild are the winter winds. Why? Death by design, dragon! Dynamite, chide! Werewolf, thy stride. Complied? Shiver inside! Poisonous pride tends toward lion's pace plied... Ergo, ye adept, respect roundabout. Foxes in boxes where phlox grows en route. Tyrants and archons in common sense stick! Wicker man, nicker mare, ichor, thy chick... Snail, leave thy trail glistening every morn. Hatchet handle, glow with blood. O slughorn; Send home a sign that the battle is won? Call out their champion and it's begun... Blossoming honeysuckle and ivy? Castles obscured by the shine of the sea. Mountains are dinosaurs? Some think so, yes. Hell and Heaven just might bless what we guess. Breaker point setting up warnings to tell? Much like covens mean witch casting spell. Gaslight, point elsewhere! Sharp rocks in the reef! Heading to nowhere, O fabled belief...
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