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
Coffee Break
Sunlight falling gently through the shifting cloud-shadows and chatter. Unsteady breezes warm then cool the surfaces of me. A muffled jazz number escapes a high corner of the awning covered bistro. Lyrics of "He said... She said" impose themselves upon the eclectically arranged melody, creating Muzak of the disgruntled and overly amused. This cacophony of white noise glances off the growing serpentine barriers of my solitude. Seeking myself within myself, the horns and drumbeats amplify into a soundtrack of my descent. Heralding the arrival of myself into myself. The turbid currents of my deepening waters toss me, cradle me. Unclean yet serene, peace begins to precipitate these particles of my cloudy fear. With a clarity of the Oracle's perspective I watch the images of my soul cast upon the cave walls of my mind. I sit for a while as I entertain myself. So glad to mostly see myself. I am jerked back to preality by a too large man squeezing past me. He stoically refuses to see how his obesity has intruded upon my frailty. With polite remorse I forgive the infraction while settling back into my poorly disguised egobesity. the strings and keys are once again overwhelmed by the drivel of the blank faced crowd. the sharpness of the large man's cigar creates an unfavorable breeze. I squint into the harsh sunlight as I observe the retreat of my solitude with a familiar regret.
Copyright © 2024 Mickey Brady. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things