Where to start?

I just finished playing with the design of my blog. I hadn't paid much attention to it since I first signed up but I have been really wanting to start blogging again and I like the set up. I recently started using google chrome and am finding so far I like all things google. :) The only problem I had was trying to use the deviantart gadget which does not want to cooperate. Thought it might be cool to put some of my art up here. I don't want to get into anything too deep just yet but will soon enough. Today is a laid back day. It has been raining and overcast which I normally love but with too much of that going on the mosquitos are out in full force. They love me. I can't say I return the feelings.
 Here is some of my long lost poetry from allpoetry.com

Bound

dark tendrils of pain envelope my soul wrapping themselves tightly they constrict my being in my heart is a gaping hole which noone else is seeing I walk on shards of glass glittering in the sun I run through nightmares in the dark The tears fall the blood may run looking for a moment in my life to spark the desire to go on to pull the curtains on my past I don't want to be anyones pawn I want to see happiness and comfort at last but each soft stroke ends only with a slash another tendril wraps tightly around my heart a whispered word of hope only becomes a tongue lash that tears me apart I shiver in the cold and wish for a warm touch that never comes. Hopes always shatter there is no sense of security or anything of such I try to pretend it doesn't matter after a little while I encompass the pain it is all I will ever know It will never wane or be the same it dims that inner glow I know now that I am bound chains of the past that haunt me inside chains of the emotions that I drown chains of pain hold me down.  Thinking Back raindrops softly tap against the glass blanket on my lap hoping this blue mood will pass thoughts of softer moments inviting themselves in daydreams of sentiment trying to think back to a time when true happiness did abound yet within my own depths I search and little is to be found running fingertips along the smooth white birch wading through a sea of wheat exploring the canyon and the wood in the summers heat I go back there if I could running through the shade crunching last years leaves resting in a glade playing make believe life now is all to real and it seems so often that pain is all I feel. and so for now I will remember when things were simpler and things small caught my eye and beauty abounded I saw mystery in all and was always astounded. nighttime at a lake satin sheets of midnight blue settle across the sky in darkened hue in the fading horizon the fire kisses its reflection blazing ripples race across the waters face enshrouded by scented pines crickets chirping sound divine glittering confetti tossed into the air face of a godess with skin so fair looking down apon the great expanse with a loving glance ....(don't know what to call it) velvet rose petals crushed together absent of thorns kiss of honeysuckle nectar silken caress heat of the shining sun and cool of the harvest moon entwined soft breath that of promises sweet and warm teasing as of a summer breeze electricity of a coming storm seduction of a soul beauty uncomprehending threatening to devour whole enveloped in timelessness trembling throughout absence of fear and of doubt intensity blazing comprehension fades serenity amazing