How can I write a poem today?

My words are sticking to the page
As rain drops on the lotus leaves
She wants her farmhouse pool to have.
No matter how my palmate feet
Keep frantically iambing,
They fail to hold the ducklike calm
She wants her farmhouse pool to have.
Ideas shining on my face
Are also tanning all the joy
She radiates when grumbling clouds
Arrive on cooling winds of bliss
She wants her farmhouse pool to have.
Today is not the day to write
But watch the lines being written in
The full attention of her eyes
She wants her farmhouse pool to have.