Poet's Haiku In the quiet of the sea The words are waiting Slippery as fish A Homecoming That Christmas night we walked all the way from Bethnal Green to mass at Moorfields Side by side for the first time in so many years   Topic: Winter having gone on too long What fun! Knocking off people’s hats in  the street or better yet – heads. Red Umbrella Like a rose opening in the rain my new red umbrella opens over my head   Now I’m tiny as Thumbelina dancing, singing in the rain. Sunday Afternoon  In the park huge golden hands were reaching for the clouds. I walked back alone at twilight but you were with me. Someone had written up on a wall the single word: Forgive. Grace Andreacchi If you have any comments on this poem, Grace Andreacchi would like to hear from you.