Biography of Jacqueline Dougherty
I'm an Army brat so I've moved everywhere (just about) .Born in Stony Brook New York and I now reside in Upstate New York and I am a senior in high school (yay!)
Passions: Poetry, music, books, plays, dance, crafts, violin, tennis, movies, writing, animals, learning.
Jacqueline Dougherty Poems
Alone, she sits in the dark with her heart in her hands as the tear drops cleanse the wounds. She cries.
Do It Yourself
Day in and day out I work hard to keep you happy and off my aching back for once and yet.....
Hold On And Keep Smiling
Hold on fast to what's now. Don't let it slip through your fingers but keep a steady grasp on the line because today's fish is strong
Her Once Beautiful Life
Her smile is bright, her eyes tell a story of a once beautiful life. Once, long ago,
It's no wonder why I have to hide all my feelings deep down inside
My Dreams (Second Part)
As I stood there looking at its might, at the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of light. I looked but saw nothing there, so I strode up to the castle fair.
My Dreams (First Part)
I'm a dreamer and you can ask my friends, because, for me, my adventure never ends. Some end up as deja vu, while some become a dream come true.
I'm so lost in this desolate land I wander aimlessly to find a place Frantically I search and search, but nothing. I stumble over the twigs and trip in the sand
Sometimes we just don't understand that maybe there is more at hand.
Always worrying about others and not yourself you miss the qualities you lack so you put us down. The bitter words sting as you pour the salt on the wound not caring that you are hurting others in the process.
Memory Of You
You are but a memory to my dear heart that dwindles as each day passes me by.
Final Forever Farewell
Is this a game to you? This must be for that's how you come across to me. All you ever do is try to control me when this has two sides. Can't we be on the same page and lead on together?
I am surrounded by stormy clouds under an immense black sky. Where I am I don't know and I desperately want to know why.
The rose, like a heart, is very fragile so the slightest pain can tear off a silk petal.
I am surrounded by stormy clouds
under an immense black sky.
Where I am I don't know
and I desperately want to know why.
I can see the instant flash of light
nearby and await the following sound.
Soon a large crack is heard
and this storm starts to surround.
As I stand here wondering