James Marshall Goff Poet Free verse

The Chase

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
                                                 Away


12/4//12

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Elizabeth Wesley January 15, 2012 at 9:19 AM Great horseback ride Jimbo; takes me back a few years but there's no experience like it! Thaks always for your sweet visits. :)

Debbie Guzzi January 12, 2012 at 6:01 PM Oh my tension! I hope they weren't after you? How are you Jimbo? You make it through the holiday ok? Light & Love

James Peranteau January 10, 2012 at 11:54 AM I'd have to write a poem to express my devotion to your write dear poet ! have a wonderful week sir....much love, james

Brenda Victoria Northeast January 9, 2012 at 6:20 PM That is very vivid writing- thoroughly enjoyed reading, Brenda : )

Anne-Lise Andresen January 9, 2012 at 6:54 AM Good written James,lovely.oxox Hugs Anne-Lise

Caroline Cécile Delacroix January 5, 2012 at 5:02 PM Very cleverly done and wonderful imagery! Happy New Year! Caroline.