Description: This is about an early twentieth century event.
The Lady of Avalon -------------------------------------------
To regret to have seen the Lady of Avalon
would be to speak mild of her antics in the night,
as arising from her bed would make any knight
disclothe his armor and run in fright
having seen her wand of magical transform
from a beauty of desire any would pay ransom
to a hieneous hinter-land beast.
She grew her garlic of most potent kind
and bathed her flesh in watermellon rind
grown on the sandy shore beide the Bay of Tripoli
as sailors watched her perform Dance of Death,
bellowing to the city on opposite shore,
then turned to grieve the thousnds dead
in the bloody waters and bloody shore.
She quietened her suitor on other side
by showing him her luscious thighs
that anyone of dignity for her cause would have died;
but this fellow blackened between lip and nose
retreated from her stench filled thighs.
This Lady of Avalon, dressed in stripes of red and white ,
pursued her suitor to his Dachau place
and kissed all her kin penned therein
as her suitor spun his chariot wheels
away from her frightful yet endearing charm
and hugged his mistress Armageddon.
this reminds me of tennyson's 'the lady of shallot' in terms of its classical diction, imagery and rhythm. but it also reminds me of helen of troy, how men launched a thousand ships because of her beauty. also, there are parallels with greek goddesses, perhaps aphrodite with her sensual ways; there's definitely an element of lust and sin here, which, to the voice behind the poem, is a despicable thing. obviously, there are connections to guinevere and morgana le fay, too.
a parable perhaps? a message that one shouldn't give in to these temptations, and instead, keep pure? that's what i got from this.
i don't want to nitpick too much but you have a few typos. also, you have some connecting words that are missing that would make this flow a lot better. i didn't discern any rigid syllable and meter count, which is why i say this. one more thing: "luscious" seems far too overt. another word perhaps? maybe i'm particularly biased against that word, who knows.
all in all though, it's pleasant to read something as dashing as this. i always enjoy these heroic tales.