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.



Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

       
Color:

Main/Poem Text

       
Color:
Background Position Alignment:
  | 
 

Upload Image: 
 


 
 10mb max file size

Use Internet Image:




Like: https://www.poetrysoup.com/images/ce_Finnaly_home_soare.jpg  
Layout:   
www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry
Puppet Show
All you people around! Now your excitement will grow! All I’m welcoming you on my puppet show! Here’s me and my crew, Now we will entertain – So you, honorable crowd, never will complain! All you people out there! Come sit! Enjoy the play! If you’re not bored enough – no one make you stay! Shadows dancing on the wall – Story that will make you cry; And all these puppets are mine, They’re all made for peoples delight, But I play it day after day, It brings hell in joys despite… While the planet goes it round, Our play you’ll hear the sound! This puppet is holy, that puppet is damned, That one is a wolf, this one is a lamb. Here are the clowns and kings in their darkest hour, Making them live – how sweet is the power! I can move them and kill them – The joy is so true; If some becomes boring, I’ll find something new. The curtain rises up and music’s getting loud; It look’s like shiny trap, And I can’t make a sound. I’m blinded by the light – still show is never stops. I start forgetting lines, And scream:” Enough! Enough!” But organ-grinder smiles And turns a handle rough… You all will now applause, You all be screaming: “Wow!” The curtain’s falling down, And we come take a bow. But all that you can see – To stop is forbidden for me; And that is a question no more – Who’s really a puppet inhere…
Copyright © 2024 Lena Filatova. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things