Beachcombing.

BEACHCOMBING

   A leafy seadragon
   washed ashore in the storm.

   I pick it up, stare at
   its miniature horse-head

   drawn into a long snout
   ending in "O". So sad,

   that little mouth! O!
   And yet as I walk on

   with this treasure, I find
   myself wishing the waves

   would also wash ashore
   a paper nautilus.