Watnall Wood's winter litter haikus

Walking in the winter woodland down by the old Watnall Hall gamekeeper's cottage, I'm inspired to write...

A see-through woodland 
X-rayed by the winter winds 
Scraped clean, fresh for spring

Then someone comments... 

Shows up all the cans 

And bottles that scumbags drop

Got bags full lately

and I reply...

Strewn over our land
Humans litter everywhere
We can pick it up