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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Valor, thy call is a countryman's claim. Nowhere but not quite alone in the game. Thunderbolt, twilight is perfect for you! Hope will accrue before we all turn blue... Singular, smiling. Sink fast in the sea? Maybe not, young fellow. Then we'd be free? Not on your life nor the edge of a knife! Fain would the demon-sultan blow the fife... Trickling through ivy among the old graves? Sunlight, will I see what everyone saves? Value. What has it? Humanity, when? Cogs in machines, golem. Hell and Heaven. Knight errant, instruction. Where does it lead? O for young lovers lost deep in their greed! Wicker man, nicker mare, ichor box, well... Coven, thy witches are casting fell spell! Deepest chasm, down the crystal blue pit? Judges, acquit what the chef may just spit! Dark backward, through abysm we all creep! Pule and the pile adds ye, atop the heap...? Yes, and if care is took, look good in book! Chimney-sweep, barrel, thy tar and thy nook! Cold are the coals that glow after a fire? Remote-controlled are these new guns for hire... Dinosaur, energy. Where came and why? Needle, a camel wants in through your eye! Flowing like lava down hillock and vale. Slave, bill of sale means dread end to our tale... Torment, thy world. How the discus has hurled! Pirate flag unfurled, spread over and pearled! One last caress before goodbyes are said? Hold on to the hat on the top of thy head...
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