Thank you so much to Editor Bea Garth at EOS: The Creative Context for publishing "The Seven Sons of Zachariah" and "The Horror of Dust" today.


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“What The Iguana Told Him” pen and ink by Bea Garth, copyright 1997/2018

The Seven Sons of Zachariah

by Linda Imbler, copyright 2018

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All seven sons of Zachariah,
Had talents bona fide,
This father more pariah than messiah,
Necromantic personified.

The first son claimed he spoke to animals,
And that they answered back,
The second son could change appearance,
His hair from blonde to black.

Number three sang like a bird,
He literally warbled.
The fourth could curse you with bad luck,
And make your situation horrible.

Five and six were always together,
Between them they planned,
For short times their control of weather,
Each an arcane weatherman.

Leaving number seven,
The seventh son, the last,
Born outside a dolmen,
His gift stands unsurpassed.

No healer he, nor miner be,
As legend is suggestive of,
He’s the only one in the family,
Who ever learned to love.

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