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 The wood misunderstood the knife, the ax, the scythe though for centuries it had sheltered man and should not have misunderstood man's intent. Wind chimes sublime mime melodies wordless tones without rhyme noting not the passing of time. The endless sky buoys the trees leaves on coy up drafts, wafting orange, gold and green to the cheeks of cumulus white, enjoying the dichotomy between soft and hard. Thermal columns deploy destroyed bits of bough. Seeds of all kinds entwine, caress, combine, they're of one mind; they procreate by design, wind borne to other climes. And so, the firmament complies for known reasons not to be undone each season, each tree, a beason from on high reseeding forests from the ax's treason; gifting the breath on which all life relies. Maple, oak, ash, pine, spruce and even palm, their numbers whittled by man's metal, leaving homeless little creatures trapped between man in the middle of a serious decline. Even man's life is belittled for greed rules. The smaller things those on wings are routed out on wind and tide. Burnt sprouts crisp without, caused by drought there's little doubt about their demise. The beauty of a bumble bee, a ladybug, a seed blown on an autumn breeze, they matter. The natural world man's torn and tattered leaving empty nights without the chatter of the frog and cicada. The owls they've scattered, their prey feed on poisonous scree. Soon only waves of mindless prater will fill the wind come from the sea. Forewarned by Prime now's the time to shift our focus to what's sublime labeling pollution as a crime. Let man heal the clime repay his greed with natures green. So disengage decrease your horde, live a simpler life, be sage. The earth breathes, in wood, wind, water, and metal now fire burns the stage, the elements are God's gauge. Damp this all to human rage. would could should misunderstood wood sublime rhyme chime mime time enjoy coy buoy deploy destroy entwine kind line climes mind reason season treason beason undone metal little belittle riddle middle out doubt routed sprout drought shatter prater matter tatter chatter sublime climb time crime prime gauge sage stage disengage rage
Enter Author Name (Not Required)