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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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While the Poet Dreams
The golden leaves fall off the cherry trees groping on the steep cliff, the tall marabous lament...diving in dark, shallow waters their racous cry announce the arrival of winter on the reef... while the poet dreams! The lost kite has flown off a kid's hand that waves to its friend, shrikes wait on pines' brenches for their prey to impal on thorns; wagtails stand on rocks being watchful and trustless of them, living in danger is not staying alive... while the poet dreams! The jumping mouse scurrs from scrub to scrub crushing their leaves, as daylight haunts his footsteps; food is scarce by the waterfront, so he scampers back to the underground, to return when everything turns dark and finds no one endagering his search... while the poets dreams! The blind,white-haired man is led by a retriever that's so attentive, as he guides him to an empty bench; he can't see or perceive a fall's sunset: like other cheerful eyes bedazzled by light... while the poet dreams!
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