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
Did You Notice
Did you notice? What you have for breakfast, despite what Mom said, is probably less important than who you do and do not have breakfast with, and why The brand and make and year of your car are less significant to your well-being than the costs to you, your family, and our healthy future? The quality of your time is less about how much you earn and more about what you do, and what you are unwilling to do, to earn it? You probably never respond to questions about how much you care for someone with the amount of time you spend with them, "about 8.5 hours per week," while you might discuss how often, and how long, you miss them in a week, if at all? When you measure the quality of your well-intended humor not in the volume of laughter responding, but in the silence of non-responses, then you are in some serious trouble? "Living" nature is not distinguished from "dead" nature, by calculating quantified opposition, but by noticing qualitative absence of healthy relationships. You might measure success of your love life as any hours, or perhaps even days, without fear or anger; And yet, you might find that absence of fear and anger is necessary, but not sufficient, for resilient loving awareness. If you have a higher bar, faces of apathy and neglect are companions not possible to embrace with love's sufficiently enduring resonance. DNA is a regenerative human-natural language of intelligence compared to older RNA regenerative nonverbal self-consciousness. Wouldn't we be foolish to disrespect our ecological Elder's environmental con-scientious prominence to monoculturally listen only to LeftBrain's competing dominance, with comparatively adolescent languaged voices? What good is reductive reasoning attenuated from its natural, and most nutritious, source of refueling fertility? Throwing out RNA's primal and ubiquitous regenerative intelligence to value only DNA's more recent humane reiteration, reflecting on this (0)-Core prime consciousness, seems to throw out a cooperatively healthy baby to hoard the communal bathwater. Better outcomes could ensue for the baby, the water, Earth and Anthros, by bathing together in this neuro-systemic stew. You fall asleep in front of the TV trying to stay awake to watch something that apparently is much less engaging than pursuing your own impassioned dreams Living and dying are opposites, but "living" comes in a spectrum from "full resonance" through "suffering dissonance"; yet "dying" never comes in a correlated spectrum from "purgative alacrity" through "contented contentiousness". When you stop using your mind for anything resembling socially constructive purposes it continues rattling on day after day as if anyone were still attending; but when you stop using your body it almost immediately begins shutting down as if no one needed tending.
Copyright © 2024 Gerald Dillenbeck. All Rights Reserved

Book: Shattered Sighs