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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Trees Behaving Inanely
trees gets a workout— branches rattle, leaves shudder roots refuse to move sunflower turns round, tracking the sun all day long— evening light stalks backs The elm feels smug now— showing off autumn colors— dressed to die in style dandelion ghosts wait for puffed breath to come near— leave before they're asked snapdragons gossip mouths open to every sleaze— the wind takes the blame pinecone hoards seeds— doomsday prepper in the woods— banks its hopes on spring thorny vine hangs out, snags your sleeve—stay for a while; what's all the rush for? willow boughs whisper— tangled whispers touch the pond water keeps secrets young pine stands too straight— trying hard to look grown-up— rings hide under bark palms on vacation lean too far out over sea— no luggage is due Sapling asks the pond— which of us is upside down?— neither can answer roots hold yesterday branches reach for tomorrow— the open trunk waits
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