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Seven Deadly Sins Come Calling
Janet Leahy

On Monday Anger pounds on my door
      in a blustering rage of ill-temper.
On Tuesday Envy is in the mirror
      extolling the virtues of . . . the other woman.
Wednesday Gluttony serves dessert
      cheesecake, chocolate eclairs, praline parfaits.
Thursday Greed seizes the mail, the catalogues,
      order everything he says, you’ll never have enough.
Lust waltzes in on Friday, wraps me in his arms
      we dance till late into the night.
On Saturday Pride arrives with a gift, a cape of arrogance
      you must wear it he demands.
Sunday, a day of rest, Sloth slithers to the recliner
      he looks decadent, but brings a fine bottle of wine.

Ths poem first appeared  in the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets Museletter.
Used here with the author’s permission.


 Janet Leahy is the author of The Storm, a collection of poems about the Iraq War, and Not My Mother’s Classroom, poems drawn from her experiences as a teacher in Milwaukee public schools. Though cooking is not her first love, she will have a poem published in a new cookbook forthcoming from The Clearing Folk School. Janet lives in New Berlin, Wisconsin and serves on the board of The Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets.    



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Ross Kightly:
And the Devil always gets the best tunes as well! Not quite my own order of preference perhaps, but there is only one of those visitors against whom I bar the door... wonderful poem, Janet!
Posted 05/06/2014 11:09 AM
I really loved this!Especiall Wednesday. I'm one of those awful people who can't take a piece of praline parfait. Once I start.............!
Posted 05/03/2014 01:18 AM
Patt Clark:
Cleverness is the root of your poetry. I would love to see all your poems in one place, a collection of artistry.
Posted 05/02/2014 07:52 PM
What a fun poem! A few of those callers are old acquaintances of mine, too.
Posted 05/02/2014 07:50 PM
Wonderful! I can relate to each one, sadly. ;-)
Posted 05/02/2014 02:39 PM
Oh Janet, how lovely!
Posted 05/02/2014 11:37 AM
I can relate especially to sloth--not just on Sunday... Thanks, Janet. Always enjoy your poems.
Posted 05/02/2014 10:39 AM
Wilda Morris:
Clever and thought-provoking.
Posted 05/02/2014 10:06 AM
Thank you. A subtle way of reminding and cause for reflection. You must be a Christian filled with awareness of our sometimes evils.
Posted 05/02/2014 09:17 AM
So true!! Very nicely done.
Posted 05/02/2014 07:53 AM
good, true and fun poem!
Posted 05/02/2014 07:47 AM
Donna Pflueger:
Love Thursday...greed seizes the mail...I can so relate to this wonderfully clever poem. Thank you!
Posted 05/02/2014 07:00 AM
yes, can't wait till Sunday!
Posted 05/02/2014 06:47 AM
I'm with sloth.
Posted 05/02/2014 05:57 AM
You've nailed it,Janet, with "Sloth slithers to the recliner" and not just on Sundays!
Posted 05/02/2014 05:55 AM
I love your poetry and I always want more - Ginny
Posted 05/02/2014 05:31 AM

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