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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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''To Write, Write, Write''
In the middle of the universe, I stand, In a dream, I am fascinated by natural landscapes; Where nature reigns supreme in everything, And elegant cool images soothe my soul. In a shaft of light the scene is divine, A forest radiant and strangely unreal with beauty; Vibrant passages of light and colour swirl, With a deep sense of stilled energy. The universe in a moment of rest, Engaged in silent prayer that stills my breath; And soon I enter a lost herbal garden, Serene, verdant, tranquil and tangled. There is a mood of ethereal visions, In this overgrown and partly decayed Eden; My fluttering garments float in the breeze, In this strange beautiful emptiness. Through sinuous broken branches, A brick derelict building stands alone hauntingly; I enter the open doorway with no hesitation, And I stand in a room perfectly calm. Soon a wild gust of wind begins to wail, And on a table written pure white papers spill; Spinning and twirling like a storm of butterflies, And I feel my muse summon me. "To write, write, write . . ." ____________________________ February 5, 2015 Poetry/Verse/''To write, write, write'' Copyright Protected, ID 02-638-423-05 All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France For the contest, In The Middle Of The Universe, I Stand, Sponsor Verlena S. Walker, Judged 02/2015 Second Place
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