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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descent: crack! sear sting oh… shocked into clarity sharp edged relief of now laid bare on a tempest slick satin slides catches my wrists pulls up pulls tight paradigm shift into controlessness now bleeds into forever the lash polishes beauty breathe, baby shallow and slow pulse under fingertips my tensile strength stretch tested stripped to basic need growl groan glissando snap crackle pop exploration: intellectual understanding withers in the flare of experiential wisdom. to be willingly splayed to the whim of Fate is freedom. how many times have you seen your true self? do you look away from your flaws, your deep secrets? hidden in your safe, little boundaries, do you wonder about the depth of your perceptions? the life of the mind, sliced loose from so called reality, lunges into the unknown with a will. how far back does the cave go? surfacing: it begins to creep in the blade of lamplight the spinning fan the cool, damp pillow flutterblink and sigh stretch against the wondrous ache, a souvenir downsplashed again on a tragically mistaken world color dims as soul sight recedes sound unlayers and sinks to mere noise muted and glaring, life awaits reentrance oh, fine. if I must…
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