Stars are the prettiest when they fall

Sylvie. In that strange phase between child and adult. Please check the faq before you use my work in edits/fics/etc! Poetry only: pencap-poetry Chapbooks: listed here Tags: #pencap, #silverpencap ( mobile navigation )

[riversofjupiter]

so, goodbye… my dear, dear world of a father.

day in the life of jack hughes // succession intro montage // origin story, desireé dallagiacomo // succession 3x09 // succession 4x03 // interview with the vampire, anne rice // succession 1x10 // dinosaur, richard siken // succession 2x05 // succession 2x07 // iris lovesong - ida grey // succession 4x10 // succession 4x02 // first love, ivan turgenev // succession 4x02 // you can love him, but you can’t keep him, sylvie j.p. // succession 4x03 // succession 2x10 // untitled poem, sainticide on twitter // succession 4x09 // i wanted to be there when my father died, sharon olds

[forgertv]

so burn your bridges, warrior child, before someone else lights them up so freeze your heart, war-torn child, before someone else leaves it cold so dig your grave, war-born child, before someone else buries you —and if they ask—call it peace ( j.p. )

[2009editingtips]

//Please, let him be happy - @pencap//

[folktail]

Peter Pevensie and Joan of Arc: on martyrdom

Martyr, Wikipedia / The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (2005) / Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire / Hilary Mantel, Wolf Hall / The Messenger: The Story of Joan of Arc (1999) / Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous / Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena / credited to Joan of Arc, here is an article that examines its origin / unknown / Leonard Cohen / Prince Caspian (2008) / Hozier, Hymn to Virgil / @pencap, please let him be soft/ Joan of Arc (1948) / André Malraux's speech at the Fêtes Jeanne d'Arc (1964) / John Everett Millais, Joan of Arc / Charles-Amable Lenoir, Joan of Arc / Tolkien, Return of the King / @archbudzar lets watch

[pencap]

Do you still have the Please let him be Happy poem up? I want to read the original thing Ive seen bits and pieces of it but i would love to read it fully💕

hello darling! you can find that poem here!

this ask has been a useful lesson in the complete un-searchability of this blog. my more recent works are generally tagged with the title and/or opening line, but that doesn't help for the older pieces. the only tip i have for those is that all my poems are tagged #poetics, and the more popular ones are (admittedly inconsistently) tagged by number of notes.

[taz-skylar]

— excerpt from the gentle version by sylvie

you know i learned from someone...very special... that no matter what happened in the past, it's never too late to build something new. someone worth building it for.

roh’s favourites: ekko & jinx/powder in arcane

[saltair-and-webweaves]

and bless the daughter but fuck the family

it lingers for your whole life - katie maria/the sun is also a star - nicola yoon/the lost girls: a poetry collection on girlhood, grief, and growing up - lyra wren/crush - richard siken/unknown/on earth we're briefly gorgeous - ocean vuong/ @emmajadepaige/stick season - noah kahan/promises of gold - josé olivarez/matilda - harry styles/susan smith - wych elm/tangerine - nolune/#6 - aroara/right now - gracie abrams/love & a loaded gun - emily rose cole/someday I'll love - ocean vuong/ @parentless-suggestions/unknown/the burning - venetta octavia/you can love him but you can't keep him - @pencap/a poem from the adult daughter to the narcissistic mother: not your fault, not mine, just is - katherine fabrizio/courtney love prays to oregon - clementine von radics

[ray-marisha]

be gentle, my lover

[pencap]

every once in a while someone who only knows me & my poetry via tumblr osmosis and/or my more recent works instead of the 2014 stucky days discovers that it is not actually an accident that many of my poems from that era are so stucky coded

and it always brings me a lot of delight

[pencap]

i am also reminded that part of hwat makes poetry good is the vulnerability of it. the laying bare and naked of it all, the beautiful and the ugly and the bone-deep fear and the heart-leaping joy and everything in between.

it is terrifying and it is difficult but it is also where the most powerful words live

[nathanielorion]

Nathaniel Orion G. K. / 11.21.24

[pencap]

hello! do you mind sharing your ao3? i read a fic of yours a few years back that i really want to revisit but cannot for the life of me find it!

hello my love! I am not and have never been on ao3, at least not under this username. I know there's a fair number of fics out there using various bits and pieces of my poetry as titles / end notes / inspiration / etc, so perhaps that is what you remember?

[morgana-pendragon]

@usergif’s back to cool event ღ CHALLENGE #5: GROWTH Please, let her be happy. (original.)

[pencap]

Broken glass, rain, heartache

sometimes a dream shatters like broken glass sharp-edged pieces ready to cut and the future you saw through it vanishes like a mirage leaving behind only darkness.

but darling, we make mosaics and murals of stained glass and rose windows in cathedrals out of broken glass.

the heartache is bitter and sore and bone-deep

but the heart is a strong muscle steady and dependable and unceasing and it will beat on and you will beat on.

so cry with the rain. rage with the thunder. tear the sky with the lightning. let your heart grieve and bleed and scream.

and tomorrow the sun will rise again. the seedlings will rise from new-damp soil

and you will, too. and we will, too.

[pencap]

bergamot, cherry, clove mayhaps? 💖 your writing is an inspiration, by the way. keep doing what you do because it's amazing <3

thank you for both the prompt and the kind words, darling. they're both very dear to me.

a hint of bergamot in the morning sunny and fresh as a sunrise steaming from a cup of earl grey swirling with milk and a drizzle of honey-- and i breathe spring into my lungs like a baby bird curled between my ribs delicate and singing and hopeful. a burst of cherries in my mouth round and insistent as the afternoon heat stolen from the bowl waiting by the stove gently bubbling with sugar and fruit-- and i taste summer on my tongue like childhood laughter ringing on the street bold and juicy and full of life. a slow rise of pumpkin in the oven easy and lazy as drifting leaves mixed by loving hands into gentle dough laden with cinnamon and nutmeg and cloves-- and i wrap fall around my shoulders like the embrace of a favourite sweater warm and soft and comforting. winter is on the horizon now with ice on the wind ready to freeze over and grey skies weighed down by the year gone by but the hearth is merry with fire to steep earl grey tea and to cook down cherry jam and to bake pumpkin bread and the heart is merry with memories and i hold the seasons in my body.

[pencap]

Yay! Word prompts 😊 mine words are - girl, fire and wolf

you can call me delicate, bright and pretty as a candleflame safely trapped in the jar breathing perfumed air into the room.

but i know a candleflame can become a wildfire and still holds the same burning, devouring hunger.

you can think me docile, sweet and tame as a pet dog well-trained at the end of the leash rolling over to show you my soft belly.

but i know a dog was once a wolf and still harbours the same sharp teeth and wild instincts.

yes, i am a pretty little thing delicate and docile and hungry like fire wild like a wolf

yes, i am a pretty little thing devouring and sharp-toothed like a girl.

[pencap]

so happy you're back. Your words are beautifully crafted and a joy to read. Perhaps: reverence, overwhelm, golden

in the golden light of day when the sun is warm and bright and smiling it is easy to smile back at the endless blue sky with gratitude and reverence and hope.

but in the deepest dark of night when the heavens are cold and closed and uncaring it is easy to get lost in the endless black gloom full of fear and rage and despair.

it's alright, darling. it's alright. just because you are lost does not mean you will never find your way again. it's alright. i promise.

the cold dark may overwhelm you but remember that the stars are there even in the dark even in the moonless night even if the clouds hide them away and they are watching over you.

and someday at some forgotten hour even the endless night will end and the sun will rise again.