Fishing

Slick and slimy scales,
Slid out of her hands,
Slapping back into the water,
With a sloppy splash,
Disappointed but not defeated,
She casts out her line,
With a silver flash,
To lure yet another.

4/6/10: I have thought of some small changes. The poem now reads:

Slick and slimy scales,
Slide out of her hands with a sloppy splash,
Disappointed but not defeated,
She casts out her line anew,
A silver flash,
To lure another.