Poetry by Lara Flanagan

I want to sleep

I want to sleep. I have images burned on my brain that will never leave me. As the horror is escalating, each day I wake to think that...

The world is changing

Today marked the 30 days that the grand old US of A gave Izzy to clean up its act before they would assess their supply of billions of...

If not now

Katherine, celebrating 53 fabulous years

Katherine, celebrating 53 fabulous years with the Your Face, Your Story Project. If I could use one word to sum up what the Your Face,...

I will not

Until I am occupied, imprisoned, tortured, or oppressed I will not judge those who are. We should be fighting for the occupied,...

Katherine, celebrating 53 fabulous years

Katherine, celebrating 53 fabulous years with the Your Face, Your Story Project. Katherine is embracing her age and says that one of...

Sit with that for a while

I saw a simple post this week that stated that more children have been killed in Gaza in the last 12 months than in the entire world in...

This week

This week Last night we watched Interstellar. It is one of Al’s favourite movies, and holidays are made to revisit favourite movies....

Phantom Poets of Palestine

This poem is inspired by a few things. Firstly, the fact there are more childhood amputees in Gaza than any other recorded worldwide...

Lost to be found

Lost to be found. I had a lovely lady who came into the store today and was reading one of my wooden poetry rounds that includes the line...

The world tells us big things, a poem by Lara Flanagan

She gazed at the stars, a poem by Lara Flanagan