Landtrip ***** On The Loose Poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

via Buda, Davao, Bukidnon to Cagayan de oro

(aboard 10-wheeler Forward truck)
Waves of mountainous ranges
verdant walls, carpeted valley of death
We are here moving up-down
along narrow passage
breathtaking ride
glancing down echoing depth
magnetic force from full blast gravity
from inner core
Renovated highway
sharp blind curve, accident prone
I keep on praying that
whistling air break won't loose
and push beyond death margin

Mayon volcano darkfield Albay
(aboard Philtranco bus from Pasay to Tacloban)

It's totally dark
I am now in Albay
craving to see the world known perfect cone
hiding in the dark
I forcibly open mine eyes wide
wiping tainted glass
facing the cone, the Cagsawa ruins, the ashes
imaginarily
absolutely blind
and better luck next trip
I should pass here at perfect noon
now i keep on glancing Mayon postcard souvenir
I have bought in National Bookstore

Greetings from coastal highway Cavite
(commuting from Baclaran church to Bacoor)

I am quiet, no doubt
silence envelope my veil of excitement
appreciating the velvet sun traveling
besides the PUJ open window
so clear as the pushing waves
strolling from Manila Bay on way home
a fount of instinct hospitality as
Caviteño breeze sends warm greetings
upon entering their historical territory
so flattering as I receive imaginary messages
Welcome on the loose!