Write three haiku (3-line poem with 5-7-5 syllables) about the Secret Annex.
It is quiet here.
Read, write, think, dream, hope, pray, rest.
Quiet keeps us safe.
My stomach growls.
Beans, potatoes, New Year’s Cake.
I need more than this.
Longing, so longing.
To be playing with Jopie.
Will we meet again?
Ack-ack of airplanes.
The Allies fight the Axis.
Give us our freedom.
Always comparing
Me to perfect Margot Frank.
Let me be myself.
It's very compact
ReplyDeleteIt's very hard to live here
I wish I can leave this place
Why do we live here
Why can't I just leave this place
I want my freedom
So hard to live now
Everyone is so crowded
Hidden location
People are annoyed
ReplyDeleteSilent and Hungry
They hide in the annex
A loss of much fun.
ReplyDeleteUnbearable, it is true.
Space of quiet air.
My choice of person.
I am not a Margot, see.
Myself I shall be.
My life was lonesome.
People had come to make change.
A roommate, Anne Frank.
My life was lonesome.
People had come to make change.
A roommate, Anne Frank.
Wake up to silence
ReplyDeleteForbidden to say a word
From nine to six
Margot is perfect
Why am I compared to her
I am so different
Hanukkah is great
Gift giving and a big feast
But just not this year
Big embroidered stars,
ReplyDeleteWearing them everyday,
Is such a big pain
As each day passes,
I get more and more hungry
One day I will starve
I cannot survive
on beans, potatoes,
and a few slices of cake
I just want some fun,
ReplyDeleteBut I am the only one,
Nobody will play.
What if we get caught?
My nightmares keep me awake,
I am so frightened.
I am a lone wolf,
I like playing with Mouschi,
My name is Peter.
There's perfect Margot
ReplyDeleteEveryday pleasing Mother
Constantly compared.
Living in the depths
ReplyDeleteOf never-ending silence
Cannot make a sound.
Can not find a way
ReplyDeleteTo tell Anne how I'm feeling
Something about her...
My hope is shattered
ReplyDeleteWe will be bargained away
Goodbye hiding place
Someone to talk to
Whom I can let out steam to
Peter is a friend
The room is speechless
But my mind is bustling
The room is screaming
It is crowded here.
ReplyDeleteWe wait until they find us.
Hope abandons us.
Peter is a pain,
ReplyDeleteBut I guess I can’t complain,
How will I stay sane?
No way to go out.
ReplyDeleteWhen will I ever get out?
Forever, I'm stuck.
Dying of boredom.
Nothing much to do today.
I like my old life.
What a tragedy!
The Holocaust causing con-
Finment to all Jews.
Here's one for Mr. Vaan Daan
ReplyDeleteI want cigarettes.
Some more food would be good too.
Now what have I done...
One about Peter:
Small space with parents,
Embarrassment all the time.
Why I have Mouschi.
And one general haiku:
For two families
and a single man, there is
no chance of quiet.
Nazis follow Hitler.
ReplyDeleteWe have to resort to hiding.
God, please help us live.
We've done nothing wrong.
All that we can do, is pray.
I hope we survive.
Peter used to be very shy.
However, now we know each other.
I like Peter now.
Bothersome Annex
ReplyDeleteWhy must you torment me
I'd rather be caught
I hate these people
Well, most of them anyways
Peter is a dream
Must we go on here
Living in such filth as pigs
What could we have done
No food for many months.
ReplyDeleteMiep brought them a New Year's Cake.
This made them fight more.
In a attic room.
I long to enjoy the cold air.
Is this ending soon?
Miep helps keep them safe.
Mr. Kraler also helps.
Together they work.
1: He steals all the food
ReplyDeleteHe blames it on Peter's cat
Why can't he just leave?
2: I dream of the day
Where the Nazi's get us all
I feel safe no more
3: Margot is perfect
She does not have a dark side
At least I think so...
We must be quiet
ReplyDeleteHere in the secret annex.
Its awfully lonely.
There is family.
Everyone is together.
Here in the annex.
Why oh why my room!
My room is not a guest room!
I want Dussel gone!
We must be quiet
ReplyDeleteHere in the secret annex.
It’s awfully lonely.
There is family.
Everyone is together.
Here in the annex.
Why oh why my room!
My room is not a guest room!
I want Dussel gone!
Trapped in a cave
ReplyDeleteCut off from our simple lives
Forced to hide away
Living with Dussel
Is like living in a jail
You can't be your-self
Mr. Van Daan's wife
Mrs. Van Daan, can't stand to
See her fur coat sold
Missing our bestfriends
ReplyDeleteStarving in this “apartment”
Wanting to go home
1. They had eight people
ReplyDeleteSadly, there weren't enough rooms
A few had to share
2. Arguments were held
At dinner and after six
The annex was loud
3. They must be quiet
Before six workers are there
Someone could find them
Im very hungry
ReplyDeleteI stole half a loaf of bread
Mrs. Frank scolded me
Nothing to do here
My Journal, filled with stories
We must stay quiet
We had to leave home
We escaped to an annex
We are safe for now
We must keep quiet.
ReplyDeleteI don't want to be taken
By the bad Nazis.
Hushed and forlorn
ReplyDeleteNothing to do anymore
When will we get out?
Misery and gloom
Nothing to do about it
Tempers are flaring
Worn out and distresses
So little room and food now
Needed for hiding
Band marches outside
ReplyDeleteWe hold our breath and wait it out
The sound fades away
Shoes on, shoes off, why?
We fight and fight over nothing
A bit of cake, why?
Food is lost to rats
Or maybe the culprit is fat
A loaf of bread, food