Follow your dream seems the advice
of this harlequin in his flowery robes,
white rose in hand, faithful dog at his side.
His eyes are closed his head held high
towards that golden void the sky
in reverie lost and sunlight bathed.
Yet this sun is white and sheds cold light
on a barren land where nothing grows
with jagged mountains covered in snow.
As he steps onto the cliff’s cracked ledge
he appears more like Icarus than Apollo
so tread with care should you wish to follow.
Ian has an MA in English from Oxford University. He has had short stories and poems published in Schlock! Webzine, Short-story.me, Anotherealm, Under the Bed, A Story In 100 Words, Friday Flash Fiction, 1947 A Literary Journal, and in various anthologies. He is an Affiliate Member of the Horror Writers Association.