October poetry winner

I’m astonished by the amount of entries in this month’s poetry competition and also by the quality. Picking a winner was a difficult task as I liked a lot of the submissions. As individuals took the time to enter I feel it polite to put the time in and respond to all the poems singularly. It was fun finding the various film titles. Remember I sit on the fence on the big issues around here so I’m not a judge.

Soutie x 2. Rubbish had it all. It was topical; there’s a new James Bond movie out. It had a great title and it was funny.
Soutie then played the Queen card by calling his second poem: The Invisible Man. Good tactics and a serious subject. Thanks for the robotic traffic light’s explanation. You learn something new every day.

Janus x 2. The sparsely written Sweet Charity captured the era of the time in minimal words. That’s a gift.
For his second ditty, Janus went all experimental with Plea for Charity (with movies) as he managed to cram movie titles into the poem effortlessly. Had me Googling for my life.

inkedvocabulary x 2. We seem to have unearthed a genuine talent. His first offering, Kill Bill, was a riveting courtroom drama that scanned perfectly. Showing his versatility he rounded off with an Alice in Wonderland “off with their heads” limerick. Hopefully, iv will become a regular.

Araminta. More tactics came into play as Ara was using chocolate to sway me. If she said Kit-Kats the contest would be a formality. Her forced diet entry Charity had a fairytale ending.

Low Wattage. Vietnammer was a brilliantly written tale about donating money to a war veteran’s tin. Incredibly descriptive and the movie chosen, Armageddon, was inspired.

Sipu. His indecent and inhuman ode, untitled, hit’s the selfish button. His self-assertive reply to charity workers is what we’d all like to say to them.

John Mackie. He’s always been my hero and he delivers the goods once again with Charity begins at Home. I haven’t seen the film the poem is based on but I won’t need to now. In this summation, JM becomes a poetical incarnation of Barry Norman.

Four-eyed English Genius. FEEG uses his lyricism to make a political point. Sweet Charity demands that taxes are not wasted on…wasters. The welfare system is in need of overhaul, says I, politically pointedly.

O Zangado. An excellent war poem about the brave airmen that rolled the dice every time they flew. In all this turmoil Faith, Hope and Charity fight for their lives in Malta GC.

Bilby. Scent of a Woman is a modern gothic horror story. The Silence of the Lambs is a masterpiece and Bilbers narrates one of the classic scenes. It made my belly rumble.

Well, this is the hardest part. I’d like to thank everyone for taking part as I enjoyed reading the various takes. It was a close run thing but I’ve got to hand the baton over to Low Wattage. A shame that his poem is languishing as a common comment. Deserves a post of its own.