Earthquake Weather

My neighbor is going on about earthquake weather

It is hot, I say

And I am waiting / for something to break / the heat

An onshore breeze would do nicely
Blow the light clouds away
And bring the temperature down

My rational mind knows
There is no such thing as earthquake weather
But there is this tension now
I can feel it in the air / or think I can

Maybe I should meditate
Allow the thought to pass from my mind

I imagine an onshore breeze
Blowing the irrational thought away
I watch it go with some satisfaction
And I feel less tense

But it is still hot

/ / /

This poem was written to the prompt to write a poem that starts from a regional phrase, particularly one to describe a weather phenomenon at NaPoWriMo.

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