Poetic People
     Home     Poets     Contact Us     Chat
Member Login
:
:
 
  Register  Forgot Password
Search
Poem Genres
Anger Poems
Animals Poems
Contemplations Poems
Death Poems
Depression Poems
Dreams Poems
Fear Poems
Fractured Love Poems
Friendship Poems
General
Hate Poems
Holidays Poems
Humor Poems
Introspection Poems
Life Poems
Love Poems
Nature Poems
Political Poems
Religion Poems
Sex Poems
Time Poems
War Poems
Work Poems

 

The Man Who Never Heard of Frank Sinatra in  General   

The man who had never heard of Frank Sinatra: he lived
A perfectly ordinary life in America. Born in 1915,
He followed all the fads, read the newspapers, listened

To Television, knew who Dean Martin and Sammy whathisname
Were (Sinatra's friends), but somehow, by a one in a
Zillion fluke, whenever Sinatra came up, he was out of the room.

Or his attention was diverted by something else, and
(You will say this is impossible, that it cannot be), never
Heard him sing, like a man in my generation who somehow

Missed the Beatles though he had heard everything else.
Once, just as he was about to hear the name Frank Sinatra
A plane flew overhead--he was fifty-five years old--his hearing

A little more impaired. He had heard of Humphrey Bogart,
Of Elizabeth Taylor, of Walter Cronkite, and of perhaps a hundred
Forty thousand other celebrities names by the time he died,

And yet he had never heard of Frank Sinatra. The Greeks had
That famous saying, "The luckiest man is he who was never born."
Which is kind of gloomy, but I think they were wrong.

The luckiest man is he who never heard of Frank Sinatra.

By Aaron Fogel

Tell Your Friends About It | Print This Poem

Comments

You should be logged in to be able to leave comments

Other poems by Aaron Fogel: