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 Indian summer lies within your autumn hazel eyes, my velvet bloom vibrant now lost after your killing frost; love lingers in bereft fingers, I stroke your face in guise, once lustrous, amaranthine heart lies bleeding in exhaust. My velvet bloom vibrant now lost after your killing frost, your chill withered russet my enchanted efflorescence; once lustrous, amaranthine heart lies bleeding in exhaust, as you disperse in scarlet moonlighting vaporescence. Your chill, withered russet my enchanted efflorescence, blue breath exhaled... my cooling mood still hangs in our mid-air; as you disperse in scarlet moonlighting vaporescence, your affair concupiscent more than my bemoan can bear. Blue... breath exhaled, my cooling mood still hangs in our mid-air, my harvested heart-ache, my heart-break, my heart-feeling weep~ your affair concupiscent more than my bemoan can bear, into all my tomorrows tears of my sorrow shall seep. My harvested heart-ache, my heart-break, my heart-feeling weep, amaranth once fertile, frost-bitten, fading everyday; into all my tomorrows, tears of my sorrow shall seep despite your warmth, light of day and hoarfrost melting display. Amaranth once fertile, frost-bitten! Fading everyday, love lingers in bereft fingers. I stroke your face in guise; despite your warmth, light of day and hoarfrost melting display, Indian summer - lies! - within your autumn hazel eyes. Susan Ashley October 8, 2017 ~ Third Place~ Contest: Mid October Premiere Sponsor: Brian Strand
Enter Author Name (Not Required)