Home » Poems » Poetry Art » Poetry Art / Greeting Card Maker

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.

Text
Layout
Background

Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required
I was there when old Troy burned, all the babies I dashed and hurled, slayed Hector and Achilles, made Priam scream in agony. I was there at the Fall of Rome, snuffed a light half the world had known, slammer the door on the Classic Age, with angry Goths storming in a rage. Next I came for the Byzantines, to put down that stubborn Roman dream, emperor fell in the battle rough, let loose the Ottomans on Europe. You can’t get rid of me, I‘m what you don’t want but you know that you need. Some things will always be, but you hate, you hate, you hate to be a part of me. I strode tall at Yorktown’s field, helped George Washington seal the deal, Cornwallis for surrender begged, clearing the road for freedom ahead. I struck hard at Richmond’s line, in the trenches, in the muck and grime, until Lee fled from Petersburg’s route, I hounded him and brought down the south. I took the sword to the Nazis, slaughtered Krauts there at Normandy, took France with Patton’s tanks, saved some Jews from monsters rank. You can’t get rid of me, I’m what you don’t want but you sometimes need. Some things will always be, and you hate, you hate, you hate To be a part of me. But it’s your fate, your fate, your fate To be the heart of me.

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

Color:

Main/Poem Text

Color:

Background Position Alignment:
LeftCenterRight | TopCenterBottom

Tall Bkgds
Wide Bkgds

Upload Image:

Fit to HeightFit to Width

10mb max file size

Use Internet Image:

Fit to HeightFit to Width

Like: https://www.poetrysoup.com/images/ce_Finnaly_home_soare.jpg

Layout: TallShort

www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry

War Has His Say

I was there when old Troy burned, all the babies I dashed and hurled, slayed Hector and Achilles, made Priam scream in agony. I was there at the Fall of Rome, snuffed a light half the world had known, slammer the door on the Classic Age, with angry Goths storming in a rage. Next I came for the Byzantines, to put down that stubborn Roman dream, emperor fell in the battle rough, let loose the Ottomans on Europe. You can’t get rid of me, I‘m what you don’t want but you know that you need. Some things will always be, but you hate, you hate, you hate to be a part of me. I strode tall at Yorktown’s field, helped George Washington seal the deal, Cornwallis for surrender begged, clearing the road for freedom ahead. I struck hard at Richmond’s line, in the trenches, in the muck and grime, until Lee fled from Petersburg’s route, I hounded him and brought down the south. I took the sword to the Nazis, slaughtered Krauts there at Normandy, took France with Patton’s tanks, saved some Jews from monsters rank. You can’t get rid of me, I’m what you don’t want but you sometimes need. Some things will always be, and you hate, you hate, you hate To be a part of me. But it’s your fate, your fate, your fate To be the heart of me.