The Man Who Spoke in Whispers

The Man Who Spoke in Whispers

A Poem by Andrew John
"

A friend who died.

"
(for Jim Ducker)


The growth plundered your voice,
robbing it of tone; you spoke
in well-articulated whispers, inhaling
through that tube thing in your throat.

You shone, in spite of it all.
No self-pity, even near the end,
after years of speaking to us
in breaths the way you did -
yet you had a voice, old friend.

Always the bright guy at the bar,
you brought a twinkle
even to a whisper; a susurrus of wit
would penetrate the tedious tones
of those for whom EastEnders
and the latest from The X Factor
provided fodder for barroom babble.

Struggling to be heard but stubbornly
winning with smiles and quips,
you were never less than sparky
with your crackling one-liners
and the percussion of your Good Advice.

Quite suddenly you died;
thirteen months ago you died.
You would not wish me to reach
for a soppy synonym.
You did not pass away:
you died, you died, you died.

I handled your affairs -
so long ago, it seems;
but time and distance are
such fragile things, and grief
is no respecter of them:
whisper its name
and it will return to you.

© 2022 Andrew John


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but sometimes "soppy synonyms" are most appropriate....
as I have, I am sure Jim will be the recipient of many more poems...
they never leave us, those who have.
life is so fragile...and this poem represents that and such a stirring tribute to your friend.
j.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Andrew John

2 Years Ago

Thank you so much for this, Jacob.



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A powerfully worthy tribute to a man whom you so obviously cared for deeply and was an important part of your life, if I do not go too far in daring to say so ... Very touching piece of writing, well executed, errr, written ...

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

Posted 10 Months Ago


Andrew John

10 Months Ago

Thank you so much for this, Martin Thomas. You went so back into my stuff. Wow! I appreciate your co.. read more
Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

10 Months Ago

Marvin ... My Dad was Martin ... And Thomas is not really a name, or wasn't until around 1500 CE ..... read more
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A wonderful tribute to a friend now gone. You paint a picture with your words, one of a man whose fire would not be quenched.
A fine piece of writing Andrew

Posted 2 Years Ago


Andrew John

2 Years Ago

Thanks you for this, G. Long time ago that I wrote it, and I had to reread it. Not up to me to comme.. read more
but sometimes "soppy synonyms" are most appropriate....
as I have, I am sure Jim will be the recipient of many more poems...
they never leave us, those who have.
life is so fragile...and this poem represents that and such a stirring tribute to your friend.
j.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Andrew John

2 Years Ago

Thank you so much for this, Jacob.

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