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Recent Reviews for Louise Bohmer
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The Experiment (Short Story) - 4/6/2007 8:16:27 AM
And the moral of this dark little delicacy is...there is always a bigger fish in the pond. Great read! Both grisly *and* thought-provoking!
~ Kitty S.
Alecto and the Ghul ~ Illustration for BIH Issue # 2 (Short Story) - 1/19/2007 3:26:13 PM
Chill the bones and burn the souls that is an awesome graphic.
Fee
My Writer's and Editor's Resumes ~ (Article) - 2/25/2007 12:07:40 PM
All I can say is: I find YOU ( the Author) very intriguing!
I have over #8 books, ( 2 Dark writes) to still read.
I really want a few of your books, and I best be reading my others rather quickly, ontop of life, kids and work~
I will try!
Keep a writing, you sound totally utterly amazing in your storylines and characters, even the name of your books intrigue me!
I love to feel 1/2 off my seat in life/etc. ( You seem to know how to carry that a step further just how you write) Wow!
WArmly, WArrior Sheeeoox
My World: Darkness Eternal (Article) - 10/22/2006 1:44:02 PM
b r r r r
The Past Comes Creepin' (Poetry) - 11/6/2007 8:57:36 PM
Nice to meet a fellow genre writer. This poem articles quite well how guilt can drive someone. Thank you, DL Mullan
The Past Comes Creepin' (Poetry) - 9/28/2007 9:24:06 AM
Arnold Glasgow once wrote, "The future is the past returning through another gate."
In this poem, Ms. Bohmer demonstrates why poems have it all over aphorisms. In "The Past Comes Creepin'", Bohmer sends a similiar message---only much more vividly and memorably. I loved the poem's rhythm and imagery---"dry rot", "black and oily pain"---and the Past itself transformed into a "grimy"-fingered spectre. These pictures will stick in your brain, put meat and bones on those abstract concepts.
Aphorisms are simple factoids; only a poem can make an idea live, breathing and three-dimensional. Ms. Bohmer has done precisely that in "The Past Comes Creepin", and I commend her for it.
The Past Comes Creepin' (Poetry) - 6/14/2007 4:17:28 PM
So very solemn, yet beautifully written. Yes, always remember where you came from, remember with pride.....
Be safe,
Karen
The Past Comes Creepin' (Poetry) - 6/14/2007 11:46:48 AM
boy can i ever relate to this one...you wrote my story here
The Past Comes Creepin' (Poetry) - 6/14/2007 6:13:50 AM
Interesting pen,Hugsssssss
The Past Comes Creepin' (Poetry) - 6/14/2007 2:15:55 AM
Very well stated dear Louise, it is almost eerie how you captured the fear that all of us feel of things past or hidden away resurfacing. Most all of us have somthing in the past we'd sooner keep there.
Fee
The Past Comes Creepin' (Poetry) - 6/13/2007 11:41:45 PM
"dry rot" does alot to elaborate this poem. I am new here, and would love feedback on my work. I will not bite! I will be a loyal follower to your cause.
The Old Mirror (Poetry) - 3/28/2007 6:05:37 AM
Great imagery! I love the spooky feeling it gave me. I enjoyed reading this poem.
The Old Mirror (Poetry) - 2/26/2007 8:53:34 AM
'some beautiful, some grotesque--
All a part of me.' - it's only when we accept them all that we gain understanding.
Beautiful.
Jackie. ;0
The Old Mirror (Poetry) - 2/8/2007 5:19:34 AM
Louise,
Even what we try to hide mirrors will always show the truth. One might say they one reflect in black and white. Peace and Love Always, Paul.
The Old Mirror (Poetry) - 2/8/2007 4:01:41 AM
This is one strong captivating write that entices the reader to want to look into their own magic mirror to see just what there life reflection shows them. The images are crisp and clear and at times eerie but always keeping it real. Great piece of art here Louise.
Fee
The Old Mirror (Poetry) - 2/8/2007 2:55:52 AM
This is very nicely done, Louise. I especially enjoyed this line, " ...in the dark places that keep house in my mind?" Excellent, wonderfully descriptive!
Love,
CJ
The Old Mirror (Poetry) - 2/7/2007 11:26:01 PM
This reflection of within is astounding!
I enjoyed your write ALOT!
Keep Writing!
WArmest Blessings and WArmer HuGs, WArrior Sheee
The Old Mirror (Poetry) - 2/7/2007 11:13:47 PM
What a journey of self discovery in the looking glass.Great poem.
HUNTER OF THE SORROW (Poetry) - 2/4/2007 6:48:44 AM
This hunted me down into the dark crevices of the sorrow you speak of...possessed by the evil seethings...Oh! its good! yet bad to feel such infiltrations of...
The imagery was fantastic!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
HUNTER OF THE SORROW (Poetry) - 2/4/2007 4:31:01 AM
Cheerful sunday morn write, right? wrong hahaha..
The dark mistress, very rich imagery, in gothic type tones...
More poems and THANK YOU ~ BROKEN MIND- VOICES (Poetry) - 2/4/2007 2:26:29 AM
Ao painful it is almost unbearable as the subject tortures herself in the lucacy of life.
Fee
HUNTER OF THE SORROW (Poetry) - 2/4/2007 2:24:48 AM
Louise this is striking as it spins it's story and the life comparison is astounding, the images are like somthing from a SK novel. Well done.
Fee
Old Poem ~ ROAD SIGNS (Poetry) - 2/2/2007 7:03:19 AM
Errie Louise, a wakeup call for many!
You can never be too careful on the roads.
Blessings,
~Linda~
Old Poem ~ ROAD SIGNS (Poetry) - 2/2/2007 7:00:10 AM
Wow eerie in that it is so true, it only takes that one little monster of a mistake to happen and you are going to ride your life into heaven or hell depending on your sins.
Fee
Old Poem ~ ROAD SIGNS (Poetry) - 2/2/2007 6:46:39 AM
Deadman's Curve for the 21st century. Liked it, good work, Louise.
Sonny G
Old Poem ~ ROAD SIGNS (Poetry) - 2/2/2007 4:45:58 AM
This tied my stomach in knots, but with not so much with what you said, but more of what your words implied.
The road, is a dangerous place to be. Not only just sometimes but all the time.
Great writing.
Lisa
Old Poem ~ ROAD SIGNS (Poetry) - 2/2/2007 3:08:46 AM
Louise,
Undauntingly eerie. I like how you take this tragedy and turn it to a nightmare. Signs are for only those who will listen. Just as locks are to keep the honest person out. Very well written.
Old Poem ~ ROAD SIGNS (Poetry) - 2/2/2007 12:35:42 AM
very nice! I always enjoy reading your work, I know you will bring poetry to the light!
Old Poem ~ ROAD SIGNS (Poetry) - 2/1/2007 9:13:24 PM
Excellent!
"Cause if you fuck up,
No one will hear you scream."
In Kindred Spirit and Warmness of Heart,
Sage
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