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)Required There is an old tall tale told by the elders in the Village. It says that the skulls come up from the dead. That their bones deteriorate and the skulls are only valued. When the moon is full and the darkness coagulates, the skulls become spirits of others graves. They are the blood of the Irish and Scottish in a diverse place. They congeal to those newly buried taking their spirits away. In world of darkness, stands the werewolf transformed from a bite of a wild dog. Vexed by his troubles of loving his blood, this man desired a werewolf woman. He loved his wife as he loved himself. He knew that a drop of his blood would covet. Therefore, he decided not to worry and confound his existence. They dined that night and red wine they drank. His blood he saw on her lips was viscous. She licked. That night in sleep, she did change. They became vested and they world became sane. Lucid and bright is how the sunsets. A time of twilight is for youth to thrive. No children left in the darkness about life up to now. The truth must be told about humankind. You see we are people created by the omnipotent. His supremeness is an almighty presence. No one has every witness him in the United States of America. We are a discovered country formed from immigration and slavery. The origin is the blood of my people. They state that we are from the land creatures. Our bodies evolved at night from their presence. We sat in the trees as primates. We found country that they did not habitat. We became human beings in the twilight. TO BE CONTINUED UPON REQUEST! ________________________________| Penned April 23, 2014! For Jakitz A. Contes Dark Poems Only!
Enter Author Name (Not Required)