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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We live, not in the age of innocence or indeed in the age of enlightenment or reason, this is no dry white season bursting full with fruit plucked dripping from the vine, not a vintage wine. We live in the age of analysis, of righteous rage entitlement and indignation. Every public word, heard or read or spoken, is judged, every deed displayed, weighed, put to the balance and found to be wanting. There are no more universal truths, no solid incontrovertible proofs, facts are peppers, inconvenient weeds just waiting to be crushed beneath the hearsay wheels of people speak, the unimportant and the trite is given undue merit and held to be right in spite of dissonant voices raised, considered and contrary thought which often comes to nought and ends in silence. Appalling and unparallelled acts of violence are given time space to breathe, to plead the injured party while others lay and bleed. We examine everything, revealing little but the bones beneath this bitter angry stupid savage age, which constantly ignores the wisdom of the turning page and puts its faith and hope into machines which think but do not blink or breathe or even smile. Humanity in all its vanity may be approaching, or certainly encroaching on its final mile.
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