Chain Smoker

This is bloody perfect as a just put out a fag in my tortes shell thats not sun bleached, but near the shade of petrified white. 5/5

Holy shit.
I love this poem, you have no idea...

I don't smoke, never have but everyone i know does. Every person that comes over, i have 3 ashtrays outside because I have so many smokers that visit me...

Cancer is horrible and i like how you played it as an undertone instead of the overall feeling.

Good job.

Top poem in my opinion on the subject of Cancer!
Hannah has penned the true look at the addiction of smoking, what it can lead to (cause and effect) and how after diagnosis, the person feels in regards to smoking. It's written in an excellent way and I very much admire this piece, well done by Hannah this week!

Judging comment:

The reality of this addiction is covered so well here, and it makes my heart ache for those battling it, and feeling they are tied to it and cannot recover, or don't find the worth in it. You introduce this man and his actions and though he is a stranger to me, I feel sorrow. I like how you also show the reader, and I can imagine him and the ashtray, almost as if he reveres it and they have a companionship. Though the relationship you have with this man is not mentioned, it makes me think he is someone you have known and care deeply for. That you already know his story, don't have to criticize since he realizes what you mean with that one look. That this is never what you wanted for him. The effect of having just one line of dialogue at the end make it more painstakingly real, that he feels this is all there is, and what is the point when he's already done so much damage? Sad piece indeed. (7)

Succinct yet powerful portrayal of cancer. More powerful I think for its understated nature. Great write. :)