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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We Poets Pursue Perfection
We poets pursue perfection As tides to distant shores, naturally inclined To follow one’s instincts, Nothing less and nothing more. Some of us are driven like hurricane winds While others, more calmly still; Like soft breezes on warm summer nights Addicted to words that fill. Our hearts and minds with rhythm and rhyme With thoughts from Venus to Mars; We poets pursue perfection No matter how near or far. We’re all as different as day dreams In perceptions, ideas and beliefs; While I write about mountains for climbing high You write about turning new leafs. You like free verse I find them a curse But love you none the less; For all you say tomorrow today You’re still pursuing your best. And though we may not agree, one point with me Is how you look within. Poetic thoughts are how we ought To live each day from beginning to end. As for this gentle man, he understands The reason we poets keep going; Not for the fame or praises we’ll claim But the truth of our own self-knowing.
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