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
Flickering Candle
Light fractures, as it filters through Jasmine a soft splayed light on the wrinkled skin of an old man's hands it brings warmth to his mornings under the vines, wrapped and tangled overhead Each day he shuffles to his hand made rocking chair to consume time and the passing of his life that is fading away, like a flickering candle that's melting with his memory, of burying his wife he spends hours in conversation with his loneliness before taking a deep long breath exhaling away his tears, in a quiet pause with trembling hands, reaches for a pipe his wife gave him and searches for tobacco he keeps in his overalls she would complain each time he blew smoke through the vines, as if connecting to something beyond with an offering she would say...stop that he laughed in amusement, then do it again looking over to see if he could catch a smile during midday, he pulls weeds and tosses seeds to birds they seem to understand when to show up as they eat he'll clean the birdbath his wife loved so much when she would watch them flap their wings like a dance in the water at sunset, he returns to his chair to continue his conversation until dark before he leaves he always looks back and says...are you coming 8/17/17
Copyright © 2024 Frederic Parker. All Rights Reserved

Book: Shattered Sighs