Biography of Casey Jarrell
I live in Anacoco, Louisiana.
I am a graduate from Evans High School.
I like to Write, sing, and play the piano sometimes.
I am a poet that mostly teaches a lesson through the elements of nature.
I also like to create a certain image for people to see in my poems.
My poems also tell a story about a certain person that has a desire to do something.
Animals are also incorporated into my poetry.
I also write a little bit of romantic poems or songs from time to time.
Casey Jarrell Poems
I wake up, hearing my name in someone's voice. Floating above the blue waves of the sea's cradle, I dreamt.
The Place Where The First Morning Comes ...
Look... underneath the veil of the dawn, the candle dies out, and they kiss.
Return To The Sea
I remember the tale about love that suddenly turned into a tragedy. Hopes and dreams have been crushed, but I know that this truly is not true. We fell apart at the seams, but love always found a way. I won’t forget all the times when you played your melody.
On this day that is very sunny, it will be a time that is bright and funny. On the bay of this crystal sea,
Legend Of The Mermaid
Blowin' in the seven-colored wind, it's the tune of the large ocean. In the dawn, I heard a melody. It's a nostalgic song.
Flower Of The Sun
Golden yellow, shining like the sun, brightens the day on a distant run.
Without even a sound, all of the colors change. It is so clear in the blue sky throughout the day. I love it when the shines on my face. I'll have my friends with me,
My Precious Mother
You're smart, crafty, and very caring, and you are the gift I'm always sharing.
Emissary Of Air
Emissary of wind, emissary of air, gather here in this very layer.
Silver Moon Crystal
Seven rainbow jewels bonded together, and created a crystal as light as a feather.
The tears that hurt so much overflow in the nightly depths of the sea. But as I stretch my hand across the glass surface of the water, light reaches them. The only things I can see can only hear my voice. Realize the fact that it's not everything.
In The Outback
In the desert night, there lies a joey within its mother's sight. It lies beside her in the desert grass, taking a well needed nap for this younger lass.
A melody as fluid as the sea, As far as the eye can see.
A scent lingering in the room has led me to this very bloom. A scent so fragrant,
My Precious Mother
You're smart, crafty,
and very caring,
and you are the gift I'm always sharing.
You one that will not
all the good times since we met.
You are the one I'm closest to