The Chase

Written by: James Marshall Goff

Unmistakable, that sound
Hooves clattering on the arched
Wooden bridge

In pursuit

Keenly aware of the thumping 
Of my own heart

As the woods on the other
Side of this ancient traverse
Offered escape

Pine needles and moss underfoot
I weaved my way under mountains
And over rushing rivers to a shelter
I’ve visited before

A cool drink of mountain creek water
A stone’s throw away

A stone’s throw