There is a poem contest that is going on for highschool students (9-12) in Idaho. My teacher wants me to enter a poem. I will be in the sophmore division. Here is my poem, any suggestions on grammar or differant wordingings will be greatly appreciated.
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The Lines rolls out over the water smoothly
The water relaxes me almost soothingly

I wade deeper into the pool
Oh so deep and oh so cool

The creek flows a deep blue color
I wish I could share this moment with another

One stroke, Two strokes, my line sails out
A rise from the water begins to sprout

Splash! goes the brown , the most wonderful trout
My line straightens, My rod bends, I let out a shout

ZZZIIINNNGGG!!! goes my reel as the line spools off
Disapperaing into the fast moving froth

One crank, Two crank I add line to the reel
This gorgeous fish seems almost surreal

I reach for my net, but the fish makes a run
This is one fish that is not yet done

The battle ensues on again once more
I can feel the strength draining from my core

When will tihs end?
How much more can this rod possibly bend?

These questions race through my head
A loud snap is heard, words no longer need to be said
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The ending is sort of wierd to me but i've been debating whether or not to have the guy catch the fish or lose it. Thanks again for any input.

-David