Now the past has finally passed
And the penguins have exited stage left
And the seeds of my future
Are in my own hands
I will be sure to plant well;
For tomorrows fruits can bear seeds
For other gardens.
I like the penguins. Gives it some variety. I decided they were tap-dancers in tuxedos, with the actual word representing life's absurdity, was I right? Great images, but consider trimming out the filler phrases, like "And the," "will be sure," "Are in," "can bear," "For other." Just rearrange everything until you squeeze out as many words as possible, and you might get something better. Sometimes I look at something so long I get stuck... This might be rude of me, but my typing fingers are itchy. Now the past dims, The penguins bow offstage Seeds scratch my palms Eager for planting Eager to seed for new gardens. I'm not saying that's better, I just wish I'd written the original. Keep working. I've never seen this poem before, you've got something here.
this was confusing. i didnt understand where the penguins exiting stage left fitted in. i read it without the line and i liked it much better. becuase without the penguin line its a poem about embracing your future even though your scared. just a thought.