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 Small, Medium At Large Units... Define paradigm since time immemorial does find me defied, electrified, and generated fascination within my mind, despite spacious essence invisible to blind people, or even those blessed to find pointed laser insight more pertinent when a visible beam shined into infinite void of space, where coordinates aligned since humans stood erect to measure existential blocks assigned within very brief span that consigned an average life on terrestrial firmament more of a grind, when omnipotent self importance mandates no child shall be left behind, yet unwittingly civilization dictates everyone must be forcibly inclined to synchronize, mechanize, and harmonize, their every breath entwined analogous to a pinned insect specimen semi restricted to maneuver within nebulous unseen all encompass sing fourth dimension since... my Neanderthal ancestors huddled around protective hearth yet,...no idea when, (whether before my conception, in utero, or at birth) my noggin got gripped with names woolworth their weight in precious gems or even salt (steeped from legacy bygone ancient civilizations) linkedin lightly peppered planetary girth various passages of time, each mortal allotted on Earth (measured in seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months...) one season does leave, and another one fall lows win touring Santa's sleigh for those who believe conveniently evinced as sands slipping down humongous sieve denoting reasons for joy or to grieve and inquisitiveness attuned when every stations broadcasts countdown by Jeeve parsing segments, not only prompting objectives I did satisfactorily achieve (during another orbit of Gaia, when passage of time signifying poignant heave ho every New Year's Eve), but really the entire ticking tocking clock scaffold poses as an artificial construct, as well the jolly green giant with one or another expansive FLOTUS on his/her greensleeve.
Enter Author Name (Not Required)