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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The Screen's Divide
The morning bell is silent now, No rush upon the stair, Just one bright screen upon the desk, And silence in the air. We log into the endless class, A grid of muted faces, A digital, two-dimensional world In familiar places. The clock hand spins, the work piles high, The day is soft and slow, It takes a different kind of will To make the focus grow. Self-discipline, a sudden test, When couches call your name, To manage time and find the fire, To keep hold of the game. But still, the signal falters fast, The video breaks down, A voice that chops, a message lost, Throughout the busy town. The Wi-Fi lags, the device freezes, A barrier so great, The Digital Divide appears, Sealing a cruel fate. We miss the shared and sudden laugh, The quick chat by the door, The little human energy We never knew before. A wall of glass, a lonely sound, Where community should be, We wait for when the world spins round, And learning sets us free.
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