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.



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When dark clouds collide and thunder erupts in shaken stares, rains fall on unrelenting sorrows along bramble thorn threads, screaming leaves crash into a frozen ground of broken branches and disgraced smiles . . . as cardboard condos dot the litter strewn landscape and graffiti drips in tobacco stained puddles at the feet of those standing in an endless line for bits and scraps of the life they once knew . . . while sons and daughters face the monsters drugged by beliefs conjured on sand blasted battlefields and bibles of their own deciphering, bridging the elongated gaps between lies and promises by those disguised in designer pantsuits with fingers crossed behind their backs . . . and children have secrets thrust upon them through filthy fingernails hiding under bed frames of rusted iron and disgusting touches, silenced by the horror of squeaking hinges and foot steps in the hall, crying for mothers who don’t believe . . . the tears of a poet will be revealed, bleeding through the page
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