The road to El Nido is poetry*

droplets lost on window

white bird descending, proud

couple bus

grey beach

zoom bus

empty road only red umbrella

early chatter post-storm

wire smoke branch screech

off-road brake almost fell side

breath stop

cottage smoke sticks of trees coco

ambulance coldplay sway sway

carabaos

all shades green

2 hours empty road still

country of trees. no signal. crossing dogs

laughter. take it easy

another white bird. over choco river

stories of post war storm sleepless night too long howling till silence

4 boys swimming in rain

*These were notes I ‘scribbled’ in my phone on our 6-hour way to El Nido from Puerto Princesa, while looking out the window and observing all life forms. It’s a little surprising how poetic it could sound, don’t you think?