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 the photo graphic, 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.


Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

       
Color:

Main/Poem Text

       
Color:
Background Position Alignment:
  | 
 

Upload Image: 
 


 
 10mb max file size

Use Internet Image:




Like: https://www.poetrysoup.com/images/ce_Finnaly_home_soare.jpg  
Layout:   
www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry
A Threat To The Regime
A Depiction Of The Novel 1984 ~ Upon the edge of the so called enjambment manipulative psychological rhetoric ,I stand corrected upon the dividing wall of urban decay, if but to glance forward possibly backward through my looking glass, could I shape a thought perhaps create something that in all reality might come true. Like a rat on the never-ending wheel, running ahead, in a twisted perhaps a brilliant anticipation, the year forty eight and the moment- war torn. I stand, hanging, with without, within, held, unable, a breath suffocating, a realm of slumber, although to wake, awaken in death, of vast gray, without form - nor shape, a desolate cell of demise...yet, still gladly to forge ahead, crawling... To fool the mind of grandeur or simply to put a conjuring thought to motion. Might I say...Who's reality is it, anyway...And then to enter...Perhaps her arrival, sent from the heavenly realm, as they say "Just in the nick of time" "She Loves Me - She Loves Me Not" in confusion, yet she turns as the world turns and leads me upstairs where I am taken away. Oh the ministry of truth...At last my freedom in slumber received...for now "Hello" and then, soon she shall go... If a double thought of torture would remain. Perhaps to sit and watch the love of another day, for within the mind "I See" and silently around every corner, they watch... ~ cold war torn winter- from the frozen hills above the winds of change drift ~ em/em
Copyright © 2020 Rick Parise. All Rights Reserved