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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Broken Promises
Hoarfrost on barbed wire holds until the first blackbird tests the silver thread— The dawn was never asked, if it intended to stay cold. A gold wedding band leaves an imprint underneath beside weathered skin— The pale pledge there lingers long after finger tires of it. Knots tied in dry strings to remember promises slowly surrender when they're immersed in water to the form they never lost. The builder chooses the straightest tree trunk for beams— High in the branches magpies nest in the curved limbs that bow when wild winds arrive. Seaweed on the rocks remembers yesterday's tide higher than today's— No wave returns for its mark only salt lingers there still. A watermark sleeps inside each folded message with a hidden date— that rises with candle warmth to tell the truth, time knew well. Snake held by its tail, its mouth swinging so freely circling round the arm— Every vow has the same aim to taste the hand that shaped it. The face in the glass nods before it answers back they both know their names— The one who made promises has long become someone else.
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