My Contribution to Poetry Month 2022

I nearly let poetry month get away this year, but I still have 4.5 hours before it ends. Below is my contribution :-) .

Perchance to Dream

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Trying to concentrate on nothing,

To dissolve into the blackness behind my closed eyes,

I find that nothing is something --

Without image or sound or meaning.

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I am enveloped in the emptiness,

Absorbed in the thought of thoughtlessness,

Where opposites collide 

And inaction is a conscious effort.

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Reaching into darkness for that lost part of me,

I am somehow lost in the reach.

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Sleep invades my mind.

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The light is dead.

And my soul sings

To the wordless accompaniment 

Of forgotten memories.

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c. Melissa Rooney