First: two.
Then a line that has six.
The next and middle line is double, so has twelve.
Then we are back to six.
Last: two.
Cloudless,
starful but for the sun
(its living/dying glare hides its past and future):
the sky encompasses
the earth.
And then,
were it not for writing,
there would be little excuse to be so often
around and about town
all day.
Bonus haiku
Scrap ‘rules’.
Five, seven, five, seven, five, seven, five…
No.
Image credit – One Word At A Time
