The imagist...

A blue blue day
Was it...
Right fit...
Perfect to recoil...
My tendermost counterfoil...

Crossing over the bridge
Ferry ghat...foreshore road
A market...a chocolate factory on  lease...
Huge drums full of sugar...
And a house with a big verandah...
A scooter green with a spare tyre...
An uncle in dhoti and white half sleeved shirt...
A window longish type with iron bars...
A playmate with round glasses over the nose...
A garden with saplings planted in rows...
An alley leading to several serpentine lanes...
A paperwallah trying to put in order fallen cycle chain...
A playground with holes made for wooden sticks
To act as makeshift stumps for a short version of cricket...
Fingers placed on the leather ball...
A catch to hold on to...humpty dumpty fall...

A blue blue day...
Was it...
Right fit...
To hold mind on sway...

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