December 2025 Poems and Paintings
- Emma Major
- Jan 3
- 8 min read
Below you can read the poems I wrote in December 2025, accompanied by a selection of of the paintings which accompanied them.
We listen in love
Watching for the light of God
Shining in the dark
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Let angels walk on earth
Healing all that's broken
Catching onto hope
Desperate for that token
Dirt tracks in the sand
Explored with new abandon
Sensations freshly sculpted
Such amazing freedom
Praising in starlight
Prayers rise for peace and joy
Angelic blessings
Angels appear
Do not be afraid
Shining light in the dark
Do not be afraid
Offering comfort and love
Do not be afraid
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Lessons from sadness
Reflect in winter windows
Sparkling in snow storms
If your burden is heavy
Put it down somewhere safe
With permission to hibernate
Trusting that in time it's wings will grow
Lightning it's load
Rejuvenating hope
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Silent battles fly
Fragile hearts fight tearful wars
Peace on hopeful wings
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Light shining within
Beautiful architecture
Amethyst blessings
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The hungry moon shines
Requiring your attention
Without distraction
Becoming your everything
Periwinkle perfection
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Tears become puddles that reflect our love
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The swing set rusty red
I still remember
Pushing high above my head
Summer's ember
Grandma's hands so soft and warm
I still remember
Sheltering me from the storm
Quiet and tender
Fireflies in the evening light
I still remember
Dancing through the fading night
A silent tremor
Your smile so bright and true
I still remember
Everything I shared with you
Life's brightest ember
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Red berries brighten
Ivy and mistletoe dreams
Winter's gentle kiss
Green leaves hold tight to the snow
Love hangs in the icy air
Letters from the heart
Whisper a mistletoe wish
Sealed with a kiss
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Among the chaos
Lives a hidden melody
Beauty within pain
Beauty within pain
Discovering sanctuary
Patiently offered
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Wind whispers soft secrets
Sun warms frozen ground
Rain drums a gentle rhythm
Through the leaves a soothing sound
Bird song fills the morning
A melody lifting bright
Water flows and gently ripples
Reflecting sun's warming light
Trees stand tall and silent
Roots deep in the earth below
Flowers bloom in many colours
A vibrant elemental show
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Woods whispered wildly
Obfuscating offerings
Woven with winter
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November carries nostalgia
Never quite knowing it's seasonal time
Until advent sweeps it's presence away
December decorates dreams
Celebrating the first snowfall
Before ending of the year in good cheer
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Metamorphosis
Brightened dusk
Bare branches whisper
Stars are falling fast
Dream
Wildflowers whistle
Welcoming wisdom on wheels
Winding wondrously
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Scattering vision
Focus lost in hazy light
Blurry shapes appear
World drifts out of view again
Life a watercolour wash
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Dormant December
Waiting to awaken love
Presenting presence
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We're in the final countdown
To the end of the year
Though it's only one day
So let me be quite clear
There aren't any winners
Life isn't a race
It's not possible to lose
Or fail to keep pace
Just surviving the year
Is worth celebrating
But if I'm truly honest
That is too debilitating
The year has been hairy
Of that there's no doubt
Yet despite all the challenges
I've survived, just about
I'm incredibly grateful
For all your engagement
On my poetry and artwork
It's such an encouragement
I'll keep creating next year
And campaigning for peace
I hope you stick with me
Until injustices cease
Upon the light of a new dawn's gleam
Night fleetingly touches the warmth of skin
Names whisper within the half-forgotten dream
Where lonely souls discover lights softly dim
But daylight breaks and shadows start to creep
Hollow nightmares echo in an empty bed
A promise shows the secrets buried deep
As comforts leave we find those who fled
Eternity stretches both vast and wide
Beyond the reach of the lovers hands
There love's true colours gently coincide
And patient hearts build castles on the sands
Each night is brief and time profound
Eternal love and solace long to be found
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Flower gardens bloom
Drawing on lost memories
Forget me no more
Forget me no more
Reminiscence along rainbows
Touching the senses
Touching the senses
With your truth and honesty
Flower gardens bloom
New year's gentle hope
January freezes out pain
Maybe the sun shines
Cold wind whispers low
January's pain sleeps deep
New year hope lives long
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This body is definitely not perfected
Batteries are not included
Inner Exhaustion outwardly reflected
Pain responses wrongly inducted
Life's desires sadly corrupted
Each day we feel disconnected
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Body batteries were not included
The life leaves us quite excluded
An empty case with no spark inside
Our tired hearts have nowhere to hide
Pale skin reflects the weary light
Body aches through every night
A tear falls with a whispered plea
Pain's effect is plain to see
We're wired and just can't sleep at all
Everything hurts, can we reinstall?
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Ice light dies slowly
Hibernating at moonlight
Tanzanite fatigue
Passions tremble with tears
Aches melt in painful embers
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A bright red bow and a box wrapped neat
A Christmas gift is a joyful treat
A better gift is perfect love
A baby boy from God above
No ribbons, bows or paper in sight
This gift is hope in the dark tonight
Such a wondrous gift is forever true
Jesus' love is free for me and you
Lightning bugs glow in playful plumes
Over the wings of frosty snow angels
Almost hidden from sight on my weary way home
They sparkle in newly formed snowdrifts
Dancing hopefully amongst the pinecones
These Christmas miracles remind me
Play is not restricted by age
But an invitation for every soul
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If walls could talk
They would whisper to the doors
Gently pondering the meaning
Of trees taken indoors
Restrained
Contained
Sweltering in pain
As they dehydrate
How can we liberate
Can we relieve their strain
It goes against the grain
To put them behind a window pain
Transforming their natural beauty
Into a plastic monstrosity
They can't enjoy the firelight
They long to be frosted at midnight
Oh how sad is the poor Christmas tree
Suffering through the festivity
Ending it's life lit up prettily
But sadly not naturally
atoms
zipping
alone
solid
element
teeny
maybe
imagine
space
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Winter aches in the bones of me
A cold that sleeps but won't set me free
I feel the chill in every joint
As rusty hinges they make a point
Inside my skin where ice takes hold
Are stories of the winter told
Warmth melts the ice that binds me tight
Easing the aches with morning light
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Picturesque pretenses
Promise perfection
Amidst aching aims
Mysterious muses
Soften sacred scars
Easing echoes effortlessly
Yuletide yawns
Descend into despair
Foretelling of frozen fear
Leading languorous lives
Into the inevitable
Footnotes of forever
Forever feels fatal
Until unidentified updates
Flutter feathers freely
Poetry rolls upon my tongue
Like a sweet, juicy succulent plum
Words like flavours bright and bold
Stories whispering new and old
Sounds like music soft and low
Secrets only poems know
Anticipating one word at a time
Whether or not you choose to rhyme
Taste, feel and hear it sing
Poetry is a precious thing
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Candlelit secrets
Dusted with shimmering hope
Shatter the dawn light
Shatter the dawn light
The world is waiting for you
Please handle with care
Please handle with care
The midwinter of my heart
Candlelit secrets
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Snowmen dream of ice
On the winter solstice night
Warmth melts frozen hearts
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Silent solstice night
Welcoming the new born light
Hope in the darkness
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Rebuilding the bonfire
Of hibernating ambitions
Rekindling memories
Long lost in the dark
Resigning expectations
Weighing down optimism
Reforming hope
In sanctuaries of silence
Recording love songs
Uplifted by kindness
Relearning wisdom
Embraced within peace
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Dates on the fragile tree
Brown and sweet for you and me
Sunshine warm on gentle breeze
Rustling leaves on date palm trees
Sticky fruit a tasty treat
Hanging low near travellers feet
Pick one now and take a bite
Praying for peace both day and night
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Luminous stars glow
Glittering auras await
Eyes to see their time
A weight unseen
A silent tie
Expectation sits
I don't know why
A gift unwanted
Never named
My actions watched
My path constrained
A shadow follows close behind
A perfect self I'm meant to find
But in its gaze I lose my way
And struggle hard with what to say
This heavy gift I wish to shed
And be myself fully instead
To walk the path of faith and love
Trusting the lead of God above
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Prismatic crystal
Imperfections perfected Hope shines within shards
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Today I am merely the remnants of pain
The leftovers of energy long since depleted
Whilst wildfires soar between these bones
I fracture from the fires of reality
Leaving the ashes of the future I anticipated
To embrace the life in front of me
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Tenderness freezes
Snow falls like morsels of grief
Syncing my heartbeat
Syncing my heartbeat
In silence that remembers
Peaceful sacrifices
Peaceful sacrifices
Set off fireworks in my soul
Tenderness freezes
"A Sonnet of Acceptance"
Will you accept me as I am today
With all my shadows dancing in the light?
Can you embrace the flaws that pave my way
Or do they cast a doubt upon your sight?
Am I enough to fill the spaces wide
Where silence lingers and insecurities bloom?
Perhaps I'm too much like an ocean's tide,
Crashing with hopes and fears that loom.
Yet here I stand soul bare before your gaze
Worn edges softened by the warmth of grace
The mosaic of my heart an entwined maze
Each piece a whisper seeking it's own place
Accept these fractured parts now woven through
For love is finding gold within the glue
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Not coming undone
Only fraying at the seams
Made anew each day
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Wrinkles are written
Tumultuously with time
Fiery fears freeze
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Misty snowlight blooms
Unspoken gifts from heaven
Radiate with love
Comforting the lost moonlight
On the longest winter nights
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I don't remember apathy
Feeling unconcerned about travesty
Perhaps it was never part of me
Because frankly, honestly
I think I've always felt too deeply
Worried about events globally
Reflected introspectively
Prayed for each calamity
It's always been the core of me
That's why I write poetry
Daily, hourly, constantly
Finding meaning in uncertainty
Holding my nerves carefully
Putting words to emotionality
It's my favourite form of therapy
As words flow from deep inside of me
I can examine feelings abstractly
Without them overwhelming reality
By framing them creatively
I can think more clearly
Feel more sensitively
And live more hopefully
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A heavy cloud begins to fade
As sunshine forms a light cascade
Our worries slowly start to mend
A hopeful future without end.
The path ahead becomes more clear
No more haunted by icy fear
A quiet strength begins to bloom
Erasing shadows in the gloom
Are we nearly there yet?
Have we escaped from the darkest weeks
That seem to stretch into forever
As we tilt ever further from the sun
Has the turn yet begun?
Does the light beyond a window break that tiny bit earlier
Might that be spring I see emerging
From the dark cold depths of winter
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Nostalgia strikes souls
Drinking your blackberry wine
Violet heartache
Autumn sweetness echoes long
Laughter is silenced again
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It's misty today, like the cloud has come down to touch the ground. There's a chill within it, wrapping around everything and dampening the vitality of life. It makes it hard to see, even harder than it normally is for me. Yet there's a beauty in the obscurity, allowing my imagination to fly free. Perhaps there's an angel just beyond my sight, or a star burning bright. Maybe Jesus will emerge from the gloom, waiting to be invited into the living room. What an amazing sight that would be, for Jesus to sit and chat with me. And then I remember that I don't need to dream because God is not unseen; God is in everything, the seen and unseen.
Mist touches the ground
Obscuring reality
God waits to be found
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Dethroned dreams demand
Symbiotic surrender
Hopeful hunger hurts
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Birds sing the sweetest
In the dark desolation
Cracked open at dawn
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Pause seasonally
Before and after changes
Notice the blessings
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White nights captivate
Dreams glow in the soft moon light
Whispers welcome dawn
If you'd like to read these poems alongside their paintings, as shared on my Instagram stories, they are in this album: https://photos.app.goo.gl/Mpf4LYCn2cEtu35z6
You might also be interested in the series of poems I wrote each day during Advent which you can find at this link https://www.llmcalling.com/post/advent-2025-keep-patiently-hanging-on
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