For my Dad
I’ve had all this time to sit
Cut-off in our solitary parallel cells
To reflect, to introspect
Ponder the interval between events
The epiphany when life becomes death
Gaze upon the cacophony of my grief’s depth
Gaze out at Nature’s seraphic sky
Looking for premature traces of you
Amid an infinite fluff-ball pantomime
Ever-shifting masses of vaporous gasses
– I whisper to them, to prepare for you
Clouds to personify an array of moods:
Melancholic, powerless, nostalgic, consumed…
Scattered mind like altocumulus rippled air
A cloud cornucopia of possibility out there…
And I can never go past to think
How human experience is inextricably linked
To mirror Nature’s many moods, so distinct.
Soon the loss of you will attach to my pain
And I’ll keep searching for you
In all of Nature’s splendour
Again and again and again and again
Written on final day of hotel quarantine
Dad passed a few days after I finally made it to him
I got to read him this poem, plus others I’ve written for him
ELLEN THE TALL ONE 
That it a beautiful poem Ellen,I am so glad you got to see him and read it to him.I know he loved your dearly and was very proud of all your achievements.Sending much loveKerry
Thank you so much Kerry. I’m beyond glad I could bring him all my love in his final days, I’ll cherish it for the rest of my life.