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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Novel Distractions
~ I’ve found a place to court a writer’s muse; this window seat along the boulevard. For now, it’s only penning I'll peruse and charming interruptions, disregard. I’ll fill my pages with such circumstance so not to have this heart put on display and, dare not give my characters a chance to let their beauty steal my breath away. Since feeble hearts seek vain fidelity, I’ll script their follies with my zealous prose, and passion’s thirst, quilled to the nth degree, shall far surpass what blasé hacks compose. I’ll bury lust in words upon each page, the heat shall sear the ink to every line. And trifling love, I never shall engage for calloused souls are destined to resign. Oh, manic quest, I've sworn to be set free and let my ink's imagination soar, my motive, mere dissension by decree... a vow to play a solitary bore. But as I searched for perfect similes and glanced outside my window for a clue, my eyes grew wide, for they were thrilled to see such elegance ascending into view. This feeble heart fell victim to that thrill. My novelistic dreams were all for naught. In love's pursuit, I tossed the ink and quill and never gave my muse another thought.
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