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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Created in Her Image
"Hallowed be her name, who's art is Earth". She stood sheltered, a companion to Maple, Alder and Willow. A busy brook flowed in accompaniment to the chorus of bird song perfect in her presence. The patron had fulfilled her will for a magical and protected place. A peaceful tranquility that celebrated her coming as a completion. As though nature knew an absence without her. Through the sculptor's wielding of her chisel and hammer she conveyed the features, the stance that would become her persona. Her enkindling presence illuminating the rough studio of her origin. Where the vision that furrowed the brow; informed the craft and art to reveal, hands compliant, what slept within the stone. Distraught by a midnight's harrowing I come to her, seeking solace from my existential crisis. By sliver of silver moonlight. My hand against her chest her chill and my warmth flow. Until languid, I lay upon the pedestal. A reverent supplicant in Pre-Raphaelite pose. The brooks rhythmic gurgle and splash benumbing my anguish, till words surface intuitively, of blasphemy and beauty.
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