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 the photo graphic, 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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A Muse's Gentle Nudge
As you walk through this misted valley, and discover a haze, everything here surreal, you hear a voice, one out of faerie; question what you believe to be real. At a loss for words, but compelled to obey, you sit, relaxed, and begin to contemplate; faces appear, wild and fey, it is you who they beckon and await. You close your eyes in response to their call - do not be deceived by how things appear. Walk with us, here in our hall, the domain of the timeless, a world without fear. You let your mind wander, following your guides, and hear from within a multitude of thoughts; locked inside for so long, where emotion resides, they seek their release; untie these dark knots. You strive and struggle, but to no avail. No, brash one! That is not the way; here in our land, with fire you will fail - it is only through peace that you shall win the day. At tranquility, you make a valiant attempt, and find yourself slipping away; hesitant, you draw back, thinking to preempt your loss; but: over you, only you hold sway. You steel yourself and try once more, this time ready for the separation; you find distance from society's roar. There, quickling; you have found trouble's abdication. Activity is so prevalent in this rushed world of ours, we run to and fro, always in a hurry, trying to hide the pain and the scars; and our lives slip away in a frenzy and flurry. Sometimes we must step back from our lives, from these overly busy days and weeks; allow those calm moments on which reflection thrives, the solitude that the spirit seeks.
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