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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Why Live for the Day
The bad news is that time flies. The good news is you’re the pilot.” — Michael Altshuler The sun spills like heavy honey over cliffs, Drowning the clocks in a sea of amber light. I pluck a ripe second from the abundant air, Feeling its pulse throb against my palm today. Shadows stretch long limbs across the quiet grass, Tasting the wind before it turns to a ghost. The sky is a bruised plum, leaking its juice, Staining the edges of our fleeting breath now. Forget the iron gates of the cold tomorrows; They are only echoes in a hollow jar. Drink the salt spray from the lip of the moment, While the waves carve runes into the shifting sand. Mountains dissolve into a purple smoke ring, As we dance on the blade of a golden spark. Stars are just pinpricks in a heavy curtain, Waiting for a hand that will never arrive. The earth is a spinning top of green silk thread, Unraveling softly beneath our bare feet. Hold the burning coal of this hour closely, Until the light becomes the only thing real.
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