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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larks
larks begin their social day before dawn, in the early morning darkness. They’re wired for it So am I. I’m a short-sleeper - it’s genetic I’m talking about my DEC2, ADRB1, mGluR1 and NPSR1 genes. If I average 4 or 5 hours of sleep, for weeks and weeks, I’m good to go. This works well for school, but back in the COVID lockdown days - it was crazy. I’d be up at all hours - long after the reasonable world closed its eyes. I’d walk the halls, seemingly everywhere, like Shakespeare’s eleven ghosts. That’s a poetic queue if I ever heard one.. She shuns her weary bed in the darkened hush of midnight when slumber should rule Her pale brow needs no rest, so she wraith-like roams her parent’s home. Fey and fleet, her footsteps falling soft in shadows thick as underworld She’s the grinning ghost in the game room - a sleepless phantasm moving to dance-dance-revolution’s beat in seeming revelry wild. She’s the gliding spirit in the endless, well-lit pool, slicing effortlessly through the glass-slick turquoise a selkie-sleek mermaid in a loop of back and forth who makes pitch-night, an otter's roam. To the kitchen then, this lissome spectre paces, restlessness and moonlight walks compel cravings she’s not seeking the company of other restless souls - she’s searching for yummy Totino's Pizza Rolls. . . Songs for this: Time and Love by Laura Nyro Late Night Talking by Harry Styles
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