Is Heaven Horizontal?
by Frank Daub
Is Heaven horizontal, Up, AWAY?
Or in the sky?
How ?
Will I find that place on the second when I Die?
Time seems most essential
for the journey that must be.
Preparation? Consequential.
It is ETERNITY.
Is there someone who can say?
Is Heaven a STATE – Of mind?
A condition of the – SOUL?
What will I find?
The mystery of a never-ending role?
A Condition that after journey, Becomes fruition,
based upon the pleasure of the Guide.
And if a Guide, the mission?
To start -- I died.
Is Heaven UP, horizontal, AWAY,
Or in the sky?
Ever so I laid horizontal
In trued, looking up
…yonder hued
Kept on the side
Eyes lifted high
Environment sewed the heavens abound, above my eyes…
All I saw was “blue”
8/30/2025
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
As I lay dormant I stand raised in the midst of my vertical
I lay horizontal yet I rise beneath myself so I stand
Amongst my inner man a sinner man I stand and walk, I am righteous in Him
5/10/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Stand now before you fall
Speak loud before you call
Lie down straight before you engage
Death isn't horizontal
5/6/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
in my dreams
the gentle rhythm
of the lines of you
moonlit and
within reach
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Horizontal line determines many things. It determines silence, it signifies a line on a flat surface without further possibilities of inflectional variations.
And it determines death too.
Trivialities of trivial days and nights. Trivial possibilities for flashing moments for the one last time. Burned down moments of a sunset on a bridge meant nothing, nothing at all. An aspiration, a whim or perhaps just a memorable farewell.
And life goes on, within thousand variations of curved possibilities of a beautiful zig-zag course. For yet another promising dawn, through oblivious pain.
There is no sin in trying to forget. God needs to know us more, through pain and sorrow. By testing us through the deeper pressure of situation, He decides to make us each one a gem, with each one carrying a beautiful carpe diem out of our own.
Along alignment of sun skies and land
The bright prisms orange golden yellow sky lit sun
Shiny ever so bright follows the equator line
As a horizontal light flickers off turning dark
As the bronze sunshine turns to the night
9/27/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
My boyfriend is one
unlike any I've had before.
He spends the majority
of his time
as horizontal as the floor.
He likes to relax,
let it all hang out,
my friends often avert their eyes
whenever he's about.
He likes to be naked
when he's horizontal,
my friends are sometimes shocked
when faced with a full frontal.
When he visits,I let him in,
he heads straight to the couch,
where he promptly assumes
the position in which
he loves to slouch.
I wouldn't mind
him chilling out,
if was only occasionally
but he takes up loads of room
and the couch
is made for three!
I stand for vertical holdings I sleep horizontally abased
8/28/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Below the horizontal lines;
At the dawn of grounds fine;
Below me I see… the waves of the branches of the tree;
Moving wavering;
While above ground yet still and…
I see below my feet the bubbling, rippering, spiraling, zippering, running towards me…
Motions got me sickness yet;
I ain’t movin I’m set;
I’m standing still as the waters come up to my knees;
Engulfing me as I’m mesmerized by the moving tree;
3/7/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©
The black slurry sound of coal lifted by a shovel
As it enters the locomotive mouth of fire
Consumed in flames as well on dark gray days
Is advised and necessary for movement forward
In any event the heat and cold are secondary
To other pressing matters of formal conversation
Not worth mentioning as life goes off the rails
Carriages slip into oblivion when leaving the tracks behind
With snow no longer pushed aside, blindly from side to side
No longer facing horizontally as trains are known to go
Coaches fall and with them people's laughter
Vertical movement seems peculiar at times like these
Locomotion in the snow in total free fall seems obscene
Passengers did not sign up for going off the bridge
Surely a refund is in order when disappointed
Ending in ravines was not foreseen
Not exactly the adventure anticipated for this ride
Certainly not the destination they surmised
We are sure the engineer will have an explanation
If he and others should survive
HORIZONTAL WALK---
“ I’m in delight blinded by those lights”
“Walking in the horizon holding tight.”
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018 ©
11/15/18
A Horizontal pause in the evening light
staring up
feeling content on Earths soft floor.
Clouds confused pausing...seeming to
protect us from distant lights.
Eyes fixed, fragile hearts willing to
receive all beauty available
in this elevated silence.
White cliffs, soft clouds;
our infinite audience as natures
lazy applause moves gently over us.
Silent moments become my voice
as I gaze once more,
your soft features enhancing this finite world.
Overwhelmed with joy let me stay here
in an unfiltered state and breathe deeply.
Let this be not be a waking moment
but an awakening moment that
colors in lifes blank canvas.
And as we begin our slow vertical
stroll back to a more familair Territory
may this Horizontal pause keep me company
throughout my brief slumber.
A horizontal man beaten by life vicissitudes
Don’t flog
On him dump not platitudes
To clog his misfortune on the blog
Where his reputation you whip
Out of shape, out of contention
To snip and nip
The devotion
Once on him you doted
Unstintingly
As him you courted
Ingratiatingly
Until he fell on hard times
Sunken and forsaken
As clock chimes
Never mistaken
Heralded a new era
For wheels to spin for the better the man’s fortunes
Adding an invincibility and indefatigability edge to the aura
The man with gratitude received to the accompaniment of melodies and tunes
That turned three hundred and sixty degrees
The man’s life towards a new magnetic North
That engendered the commencement of pedigrees
That enabled the man to rise from ashes and burst forth
Carving him a niche of happiness under the sun
Smiling and styling
New horizons in a vertical zone
Filled to the brim with a brand new feeling of healing.
Having ordinary realization investments zoned on navigational testimonials
Atmospheres latitudes hoping open resolution inspiration zesting,
over nautical terrains and logistics
Heaping o-mounts radius in Zion on tear north to areas leaned...
Horizontal
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
03/03/15
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