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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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Locked In a Pattern
as the summer begins to show itself through the impending warmth & sun of the spring, the cold, wintry skies dissipate (clouds breaking apart, snow changing back to cold downpour & the wind no longer blistering, but instead bringing relief to the sudden swelter) & it is much easier to see in the morning’s mirrored reflection, the face of a being locked in a pattern where the closing in walls of cabin fever & the ever rising feet of snow now hold no more relevance--- what wonder it would be to break free of the pattern that isolation has so cruelly brought upon us, so that now, soaked in vitamin D & dancing the intimate ritual that we enjoy as the flipside of the battles that somehow always arise in july & august, passions are able to reinvigorate themselves & rather than stay glued to the sofa or the computer chair, there is that new hope within which underneath lights a fire so that from up we spring into the spontaneous energy of the now, ever knowing that all too quickly this becomes the pattern on which all things mundane & routine form anew so that the craving for a death of all the bugs & an end to the beautiful people walking round in their skivvies (rubbing our faces in their flawless nature), etc., becomes the want to break the pattern again.
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