Vocare

Vocare is to invoke and to beckon.
I am beckoning here:
I write for my life, finding words have been taken to strife, when the real root was a butter knife to wipe fresh clotted cream upon a bun from the bakery down the lane when the dairymaid came to stay.
The story here is of a man who I found on a desert sand along a cove, looking tan. He had come to man, looking all grand and he did land.....
....somewhere else in a far off cove.
He missed the X spot I had drawn in the sand as an S.O.S plan. Oops....
I traveled across his hand, a mountain terrain band of crevices and ravines, caves and pits it seems to find out why.....
.....he missed the spot.
Was a word taken wrong?
I travelled with a dog, a cat, two parakeets and a cantankerous daughter keeping me on land.