Species That Shatter

A glass penguin sits in my bathroom
His spirit dives with his kind through the currents of the ocean
A fragile friend sits next to him, his only company
Unlike the colonies that marched to battle against the storms
This friend's flipper was shattered from a fall it endured
Similar to the falls of the glacier,
That continues to shatter their species
His attire, striking hues of blue and pellucid curves
Differ to his darker, starker fellows of the arctic
And the tainted blue that surrounds their hearts
Within, my little penguin holds what keeps him tethered to his sort;
Swallowed in the depths of his swirling globose belly
The fishes that swim with my school of thought