Simon Armitage

(26 May 1963 / Marsden, West Yorkshire)

I Am Very Bothered - Poem by Simon Armitage

I am very bothered when I think
of the bad things I have done in my life.
Not least that time in the chemistry lab
when I held a pair of scissors by the blades
and played the handles
in the naked lilac flame of the Bunsen burner;
then called your name, and handed them over.

O the unrivalled stench of branded skin
as you slipped your thumb and middle finger in,
then couldn't shake off the two burning rings. Marked,
the doctor said, for eternity.

Don't believe me, please, if I say
that was just my butterfingered way, at thirteen,
of asking you if you would marry me.


Comments about I Am Very Bothered by Simon Armitage

  • (9/21/2018 8:42:00 AM)


    useless poem your dun out ere (Report) Reply

    1 person liked.
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  • (6/18/2018 5:39:00 AM)


    SMASH THAT LIKE BUTTON FOR A DESPACITO LOL XDDDD (Report) Reply

  • (3/5/2018 1:45:00 AM)


    For me it is a classic poem reflecting the clumsiness of the teenage years, immaturity, experimentation, harm without knowing the consequences and those moments that you never forget in life. (Report) Reply

  • (2/23/2018 3:36:00 AM)


    Dont like it at all. its not good - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - (Report) Reply

    (5/15/2018 5:35:00 AM)

    wag wan famalam

  • Lyn Paul (11/26/2017 5:25:00 PM)


    It Sounds like an Indianna Jones kind of proposal. :) sweet!
    We are all bothered with something I am sure in our lives.
    (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (11/26/2017 8:24:00 AM)


    Incredibly credulous. An unbroken expression of teenage love from
    'I' to 'you' and from you to 'me'. How lovely. Thanks.
    (Report) Reply

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (11/26/2017 7:45:00 AM)


    Where does the bothering you refer to exists? (Report) Reply

  • Sylvia Frances Chan (11/26/2017 5:10:00 AM)


    That's what POETRY is for....Absolute loveliest to create the past in this way. Uttering the self for 100% will give more love, more life and more lust to LIVE again as life can be enjoyed by the full. A 10 and more for this ModernPoem of the Day. An enthralling choice. Wish you a constant Happy Life, Simon. From Sylvia Frances Chan the Dutch Poetess. (Report) Reply

  • (11/26/2017 3:59:00 AM)


    So after days of cool reflection remorse for wrongdoing or the like began to grieve him like marry in haste and repent at leisureis what has been told here.......very well crafted with candor and openness (Report) Reply

  • Practicing Poetess (11/26/2017 2:00:00 AM)


    Glad that Simon grew out of a mischievous boy into a poet with at least some semblance of a conscience!
    Congrats on Poem of the Day.
    (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/26/2017 1:59:00 AM)


    Beautifully painted and amazingly presented. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poem of the day. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (11/26/2017 1:50:00 AM)


    Branded skin! ! Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Abhimanyu Kumar.s (11/26/2017 12:57:00 AM)


    There is a commotion in your description yet well intentioned. (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (11/26/2017 12:41:00 AM)


    Such a surprising poem, Simon... congrats for being chosen...10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Anil Kumar Panda (11/26/2017 12:41:00 AM)


    What a way to express one's love! ! Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Gillian M Hart (4/12/2017 3:47:00 PM)


    DISGUSTING! YOU DON'T SOUND BOTHERED AT ALL. (Report) Reply

  • (9/26/2016 10:56:00 AM)

    Believe it, or not
    A curious poem; do we believe him? (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (2/2/2016 12:36:00 PM)


    Don't believe me, please, if I say
    that was just my butterfingered way, at thirteen,
    of asking you if you would marry me. Awesome
    (Report) Reply

  • Carlos Cordero (12/11/2012 6:33:00 AM)


    Always the lovely twist at the end. :) (Report) Reply

  • (2/24/2012 2:16:00 AM)


    to elucidate our love beyond feel of
    lipped your thumb and middle finger in,
    then couldn't shake off the two burning rings. Marked,
    the doctor said, for eternity.
    (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 13, 2011


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