Ice-Bound (New Poem by Polly Castor)

Ice-Bound (New Poem by Polly Castor)

Ice-bound poem by Polly Castor


Everything is
enrobed in ice
like a wish not to
go outdoors today.
Encased, cloaked,
ensconced, swathed
in a slick, clear casing.
Starting to drip, but then,
restrained immovable; frozen.
Swaddled as we are
wrapped around inside
in fleece and fireside,
immersed and fixated,
going nowhere, covered,
grasped too in the talons
of climatic conditions,
only to eventually thaw,
well watered and honed
by the imposed dormancy
enforced by this enveloping
crystalline consciousness
slowing us to a standstill
transparently delineated
by something larger,
wiser, and beyond.


Polly Castor


I work to amplify good wherever I find it. I love color, texture, beauty, great ideas, nature, metaphor, deliciousness, genuine spirituality, and exploring new territory. I encourage authenticity, nurture creativity, champion sustainability, promote peace, and hope to foster a new renaissance where we all are free to be our most fulfilled, multifaceted, and terrific selves. Read more here.


  1. Gillian Smith 5 years ago

    Glorious photos, Polly. Thank you!

  2. Melanie Michael 5 years ago

    Beautiful Polly! Nature truly deserved a poem for that. It is just magical outside!

  3. Bonnie Bannon 5 years ago

    Special words
    The illusion of bound
    Later thawed dripping
    Giving drink to the thirsty
    Bonnie Bannon

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