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 Ventriloquist's Dummy
At the strip you see colorful lights, you walk tripping over your own lines, shouting words that never crossed your mind, while your vaults are getting lighter. Under the counters, death hides without its scythe—waiting. The air you breathe smokes your ing lungs, the food you eat serves you dinner in the emergency room, as you laugh at the romance, watching a favorite TV show. The newspaper prints in blood, forty-two homicides before breakfast, carved into the morning broadcast, as you applaud an idol’s outfit. No institution speaks, as you believe you ever had a choice. One door away from war, as you shiver inside walls. Sitting in your kitchen, memorizing stains on the wall. You numb yourself with distraction as you burn others for printed paper. Pretending it seals your wounds: "Let me have a cellphone, a toaster and a fridge then I'll be happy." You sit in silence, using a monitor as a frame for your head. Programmed to scroll down, giving hearts for bathtub streaming, you feed desire through a screen. They hover above you, sipping your soul with a straw, their pockets choking— still asking for more. A machine seeking life, barking for attention, misled by your own leash. Silent, your mouth still moving, drooling—watching your neighbour’s rooftop pool.
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