Memory Pictures Poem by J Knight

Thinking of past feelings
and soft memory pictures-
walking towards death in a
silent soft bed, my head on white pillows
my sad blue eyes closed.

Those tragic past flashes
rushing wildly
from my brain
reviewing a life
in flowing nastalgia and
silent movie dreams

my sad ghost lingers in soft shadows
on the streets of every city
wishing to be seen
yet going un-noticed

Remember: thats all done now
but what comes next?