Simon Armitage

(26 May 1963 / Marsden, West Yorkshire)

Simon Armitage Poems

1. At Sea 11/29/2011
2. Cataract Operation 1/3/2003
3. The Tyre 1/3/2003
4. The Jay 1/3/2003
5. It Ain'T What You Do, It's What It Does To You 1/3/2003
6. The Golden Toddy 1/3/2003
7. The Hard 1/3/2003
8. About His Person 1/3/2003
9. Poem 1/3/2003
10. I Am Very Bothered 1/3/2003
11. I Say I Say I Say 1/3/2003

Comments about Simon Armitage

  • jimmy savilll (3/20/2018 9:19:00 AM)

    i like kids n4n f4f kwa cp

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  • spanky (3/20/2018 9:17:00 AM)

    in my mouth
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  • Simon Armitage (3/20/2018 9:16:00 AM)

    Any kids hmu always down for good times if you get what i mean ;)

  • Sco ok (3/10/2018 5:23:00 AM)

    Why is it impossible to find the poem Brassneck anywhere on the internet?

  • Grace (3/5/2018 1:57:00 PM)

    He sounds very and has an expressive mind and we are studying about him in english

  • sanam shah gillani (1/9/2018 8:42:00 AM)

    he is nice and good i like his poems and they are beyond this world i love him marry me simon

  • Tim Cleal (10/10/2017 7:39:00 AM)

    OK well i bought a book, read the poems and it made me want to take an axe to my own oeuvre - fire a cannon at my canon - set UED's beneath my O U darling baby poems and so put an end finally to each and every one of the little bastards, but I learnt the truth and fallacy of two things: that books could kill and yet No! it isn't it's people that kill, stupid

  • Jake Duquemin (10/8/2015 5:29:00 AM)

    I don't think this poem is fit for the target audience, please remove

  • Jake Duquemin (10/8/2015 5:28:00 AM)

    I am extremely thrilled to have spent my time in English lessons reading and inspecting your poem. Kappa. (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ¯\_(ツ) _/¯ (ง ͠° ل͜ °) ง

  • Charlee-mai Mckane Charlee-mai Mckane (10/8/2015 5:28:00 AM)

    a great poet! keep up the great work, i especially like 'a vision' simply magnificent!

Best Poem of Simon Armitage

I Say I Say I Say

Anyone here had a go at themselves
for a laugh? Anyone opened their wrists
with a blade in the bath? Those in the dark
at the back, listen hard. Those at the front
in the know, those of us who have, hands up,
let's show that inch of lacerated skin
between the forearm and the fist. Let's tell it
like it is: strong drink, a crimson tidemark
round the tub, a yard of lint, white towels
washed a dozen times, still pink. Tough luck.
A passion then for watches, bangles, cuffs.
A likely story: you were lashed by brambles
picking berries from the woods. Come clean, ...

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